The second period- social science. A towering woman entered the class. The whole class stood up and wished her good morning. “Marie, please come here,” she asked. Marie almost wriggled from the bench. She thought that this teacher, i.e. Emma …. too will be like the earlier teacher. The teacher started, “Are you feeling good in this school?”. Marie heaved a sigh of relief. She gathered immense courage and told, “ ma’am my classmates are very good and friendly… but that teacher, our maths teacher…”
“Oh. please. Please. Don’t tell. You can tell me about anybody except her. I hate her.”
“We too hate her. Ma’am, I have a question can I?”
“If it’s related to her you can’t”
“Ma'am, why does no one complains about her?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ma’am, will it be right of us to complain?”
“I think yes.”
“Then we will complain”
“Ok. Ok. now go to your seat. Already 10 minutes over. We have to finish our syllabus.”
Marie was at least convinced that all the teachers are not like that villain. But now she has another question in her head- why does Emma hate that villain? Only for her behavior or any other matter?
The class began… Emma said, “So today, we will continue with natural resources. So what are natural resources? Anything obtained from nature…” She gave a long monologue and at last, the bell rang. She went out and then there was a whoop of delight- it’s the short tiffin break. Again, all surrounded Marie asking her different questions… but she told, “I will answer all your questions, but first of all tell me will you go with me?”
“Principal’s office to complain”
“Why will we complain? About whom?”
“Oh my god- you all forgot? About that villain… by the way what’s her name?”
“Whatever, will you go or not?”
Some eyes met each other and then finally looked towards Marie in a bewildered way. She continued, “What’s wrong? Will you not go?” one came and told in an unmannerly tune, “No. I will not go. Do whatever you want. Hey all, I say, you shouldn’t go. Then, she will not say anything and you would be in trouble.” and walked out in an over-confident way. A few students- probably the followers of that ill-mannered one followed her. Marie ululated, “Now, will you all follow her or will you go with me?”. All decided to go putting their luck to uncertainty.
After a few minutes, they were complaining to the principal about that villain. “Ok. Ok. I see. I will take the necessary actions. but, I have a simple question. If you can answer my question, I will see. how do I know you all are telling the truth?”
“Ma’am in c.c.t.v camera” answered Marley, the student who Marie thought was the wisest in the class. Marley was also angry with that villain because it is for her only that she had to copy all the answers in 57 notebooks.
“ Yes! I got my answer. Now, I will investigate. Um… You pupil can come during the long tiffin break. I will take a step. ”
“ Ok. Thank you, Ma'am” Shouted all together.
When this proud group was returning to the class, the rude ones were peeping from inside a junior class and hoping that if they had gone with them, they could also have been a part of this proud march.
Then, there was the English class. One bleached hair woman entered the class. To Marie, it seemed that the age of the woman was not exceeding 30. “So today we will talk about sentences. You all know what sentences are… no need to introduce them also… whatever, how are you all doing?” she told. Marie had never seen a teacher asking this sort of question… she was quite amazed by her. She continued, “Petra, how are you doing?”
The student sitting on the left side of the first bench stood up and answered, “Great. Your class is the best in the day.”
“Thanks, thanks, sit down. Bertha, what about you?”
“I am fine Ma’am.” All these continued for quite some time. Then, she looked at the watch and then said “Ok. so let us go to the new girl- Marie, how are you?”
Marie was desperately trying to remember those hard hard names of her classmates. But, she was able to remember only a few clearly, a few vaguely and some names got no existence in her memory. As she was thinking all these, she missed the phrase new girl and to her, it appeared that the teacher was looking at somebody else. She asked, “ Is there anybody except me named Marie in this class? ”
The teacher answered, “ No. I am asking you only. ”
“ Me? I love this school ma'am. It's a great place for me… ” the bell rang and she couldn't complete it. By the time, she was quite curious about that English teacher- how she teaches? She didn't teach anything. Then?
The next class- the drawing class. Marie was not at all interested in this class and she enthusiastically waited for the bell to ring. At last, it rang. She had identified the art teacher as someone who always finds art in each and every thing, even in a dust particle! She wasn't fond of these sorts of people.
A whole group, with tension in everyone's face, went to the principal's office. Marie noticed that the villain was sitting in a chair beside the principal and when they entered the room her killer eyes were fixed at Marie as if a fire will come out within a few seconds from her eyes.
“ Marie, I am proud of you. You are really good. You helped an entire school. I didn't know that she was like this! I have given her the last warning… if she continues to do such sort of things, please inform me. No, I will not allow any cruelty in my school. Is that clear to you?” yelled Miss Adena.
“Yes, ma’am” frightfully replied that villain.
“Keep in mind what you told”
The victorious group marched towards their class and almost the whole school stared at them thinking if they too could have been a part of it.