Classroom As A Garden

I am the orchid garden of children. I pose a series of challenges to my dear toddlers who are unknowingly mischievous. The teacher enters into my kingdom with myriad dreams. Well, she needs infinite patience in making them grow into well-nourished beings - mentally and physically. Such grooming asks for constant fruitful labour and ritualistic - didactic efforts.

The teacher is the farmer treading cautiously since the minds of the young ones are like wet sands showing off the indelible impression even long after the school life comes to an end. My children are like parrots mimicking. The teacher -farmer needs to pull out the weeds of all negativity that hamper their growth; add organic manure and pesticides, thus creating an ambience conducive for learning to face the challenges of today's world. Tilling and ploughing are done through constant monitoring, thus preparing them to take their flights with a strong footing.

The teacher-farmer entertains experiential and exponential learning as a feast thereby honing their skills of scientific and aesthetic understanding of the world beyond. The teacher- farmer moves along. Even the blooming of a tender leaf means the most. Thus, being initiated, as the years roll on, no one can stop them growing bigger and bigger filled with the joy for learning. The teacher-farmer rests contented beholding the sight of wonderful growth and development in them. Well, I am the seat of the transformation from within and without. The magical and mysterious journey in my abode of love for learning and understanding continues till the last breath of a passionate teacher-farmer. Long live my patron!