Teachers bring light into our life

"Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem"

💎Hope everyone is doing well by God's infinite grace. 💎

🦚My name is Zisha Hafiz & my Steemit ID is @zisha-hafiz🦚.

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Assalamualaikum, everyone! I hope you all are having a beautiful with your loved ones. After parents, teachers play a very important role in our lives. They open up many aspects of our life making our life path much easier. They educate us as well as help us develop a better mindset.
I wanted to be a teacher since childhood. Since my childhood, I have been a favourite student of our teachers. But sadly, my favourite teachers used to drift away from me for one reason or another; Maybe they got married or got a job at another school or quit their job. In any case, I will share with you today a beautiful memory of my teacher.
My favourite madam in our KG class was Dina Madam. He loved me very much. I used to sit on her lap most of the time during class. He used to take me to the teacher's room during tiffin and feed me tiffin with his own hands. Some memories of those days come to mind if they are not very clear.

One day, I heard that Madam would no longer be working here because she got a good job offer from another school. Even at that young age, I was very upset. As far as I remember, I didn't go to school the next day. It was a very happy day when I heard he would not be leaving. That's how my butterfly days in class four went. Then, one day, I heard that madam would get married and move to the United States. After a few days, she really left us. That day was very difficult for me. The day he was leaving school, that was my last memory of him.

Then I studied in class five at another school. The school was a bit more strict than my previous school. Every teacher there was very serious. Now I realise that if our teachers weren't a little stricter, we wouldn't obey them. Among all our teachers, our English teacher was Shamsuzzaman sir. We jokingly called him 'The English Ship'. It must be admitted that his powers of explanation were extraordinary. English will become much easier for each of our students. It was a memory of my class 7 class party taken with our sir.

In class VIII our school had organised a picnic. We went to Bhawal National Park, where I got a different face from our teacher. Those teachers never once smiled in front of us, laughed with us, participated in various games and made us feel so comfortable.

Here you will find our English teacher Razzak Sir, then Shamsuzzaman Sir and Maths Sir Chitta Ranjan, along with some of my school friends, from left.

Here is our honourable principal, sir, with me and my best friend. He was also very strict but that day he cooked and served us. It really surprised us all. A few years after I heard that he had passed away it really made my heart so heavy.

The farewell day of my school life was an overwhelming day for me. That day our teacher gave us some memories that we still carry with us today. They give us some special gifts and have lunch with us.

We always honor and respect our teachers from the bottom of our hearts. They have always taught us how to be a successful person. They have always taught us how to become a proper person by being educated in life.
It is a pleasure to discuss with you today one of my favourite memories of my life.

Photography Details

Device	Samsung Galaxy A03s
Location	Dhaka, Bangladesh
Captured By	@zisha-hafiz