Teaching
is not just my profession, it is my first love, my way of life.
It
runs through my blood and bones. It’s etched into my DNA.
In
fact, it is my oxygen.
Teaching
fuels the rhythm of my life, defying fatigue and weariness.
The
secret of my energy isn’t “Boost”, it’s the company of my students.
Age
may take its toll, but teaching reverses it.
It
keeps me young at heart, never letting me feel elderly.
I
never feel “done” with teaching.
I
pursue knowledge incessantly, striving always to remain a student.
After
all, doesn’t a good teacher need to be a good student first?
The
duller a student appears, the more I’m drawn to teach them.
I
believe every student is talented in their own unique way.
I
appreciate, encourage, motivate, and ignite their confidence.
I
help them discover their hidden talents and illuminate the path to their grand
success.
Just
as a mason feels proud when he sees the skyscraper he helped build,
I
too feel immense joy when I witness my students’ achievements.
That
joy multiplies when the student was once a slow learner or a dropout.
Dr.
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam the “Missile Man” is my role model.
Like
him, I wish to teach till my last breath.
To
be a teacher, a friend, a philosopher, a guide, and a motivator—all rolled into
one is a rare blessing.
I
thank the Almighty for making me a teacher.🙏
And
if He were to ask me what I’d like to be in my next birth,
I
would choose teaching again without a moment’s hesitation.
It
is the only calling that gives me immense satisfaction and joy.
Medicine
and teaching are said to be the noblest professions.

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