Year 2013 unexpectedly I got another sudstitution class along with my regular classes.The child came to that class-LKG C. He was special.His disabilities were the reason of his hyperactive behaviour and anger.Everyday the other children of the class and their parents used to come with several complaints against him."He has hurt my child"... "He has bitten me" and many more. He was wild,helpless,short tempered & confused. He never bothered about the others. Every child was learning in the class. He didn't bother. I remember how he used to escape from the class and play hide and seek with me. The untamed child became a friend of mine. Then a new teacher came and I handed over the substitution class to her.The friendship remained the same. The life of a mother- teacher is quite challenging. You can't get rid of your worries. Every time I heard about him,-"He can't"... "He is not normal"... "He is good for nothing"..."He is mad"... In 2015 he came back again to me in class 1. He started writing. His handwriting was bad. His work was untidy. He could copy but couldn't write sentences or even words. He went to the next class but the same feedback I got from all the teachers."He can't" ... "He is crazy".."He doesn't listen or even takes out his books and copies"... People used to mock at him as if he is not a human being or some alien. Everyone gave the verdict- He needs a special school. He was in class 2 and I was so busy with the children of my class that couldn't notice that every day he used peep into my class to see me.
His mother took a tough decision to bring him back to class1 once again. She had faith in me but I wasn't confident enough to assure his improvement.May be like everyone I also misunderstood him. In 2017 he came back to my class again. I discovered his real problem of not following the classroomrules. It was his lack of confidence. He became calm , extremely quite and passive. From 2013 to 2017- His behaviour was changed drastically. I was adamant this time to prove him as normal as the other children of the school. I started work on him. He started writing words and sentences without my help. After each and every instruction,he used to come to me and say- "I can't" but I said-"you can"... And his journey started.
He started working by himself,he perticipated in several cultural programs of the school and at the end of the session, he got his report card. From D grade to B1 in English and Mathematics.A2 in EVS.
I used to scold him like a mother. Sometimes by mistake he used to call me- "Mumma". He told me- "I want to be a scientist". Yes you can. I will be waiting for the day.
All the very best to you.
The life of a "Mother-teacher" is not easy. She doesn't get a trophy for her achievement. Her achievement is in the improvement of her children.
It is so simple to call someone"Good for nothing"but ask a simple question to youself- "Why he is 'Good for nothing'?"Give a try. You will only feel the satisfaction to see the improvement of that "Good for nothing"children or I should call-"The need support" children.
