Since 2000-2011, I have got to meet loads of women, those whomade me learn, and all of them were my teachers. They met loads of students even after me but I'd never forget them! The book memories made with them force me to still look back. I try to look back but things have grown blurry still I know 2008 and 2009 well enough.
There was one of my English teacher "Ms.Sana Zaidi", she was great at English and taught us Social Studies as well. Yet I really miss her. She was the only teacher I knew a bit more closely. Her smile and hands are still in my mind. She was remarkably intelligent. Firstly I thought she was from abroad or stuff through her accent and had completed her studies form there. But I never asked her about herself. To me she was one who loved me a lot and taught well! I still remember when in my test a fill in blank'c answer was 'riverine' to which I wrote 'river' only as I submitted it, I realized I had not written 'rine'. I went to her and asked her for my paper and told her I had missed 'rine'. After a couple of seconds she grinned and gave me the paper. but she didn't gave it to anyone else to which I felt like I was special or stuff that might seem silly but her even slightest of acts adored me! She was so great.
I still remember when my 4th grade she asked to everyone 'Who is Obama?' to which I answered 'The candidate of US who is standing for president' and after a second I thought this was so easy and the others didn't answer she clapped and said "Excellent Ayesha!" I felt like being blessed. Her little things allured me. Maybe she knew how I was, maybe she wanted me to not be shy and just maybe I loved her! It was the last day of school and she had brought hand made 'Chanay wali chaat' from her home for the whole class. And she had given cards to everyone, I still have my card which has got a huge elephant illustrated on it and it says:
''Dear Ayesha,
Best of luck for your Exams and a very bright future!
There was one of my English teacher "Ms.Sana Zaidi", she was great at English and taught us Social Studies as well. Yet I really miss her. She was the only teacher I knew a bit more closely. Her smile and hands are still in my mind. She was remarkably intelligent. Firstly I thought she was from abroad or stuff through her accent and had completed her studies form there. But I never asked her about herself. To me she was one who loved me a lot and taught well! I still remember when in my test a fill in blank'c answer was 'riverine' to which I wrote 'river' only as I submitted it, I realized I had not written 'rine'. I went to her and asked her for my paper and told her I had missed 'rine'. After a couple of seconds she grinned and gave me the paper. but she didn't gave it to anyone else to which I felt like I was special or stuff that might seem silly but her even slightest of acts adored me! She was so great.
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I still remember when my 4th grade she asked to everyone 'Who is Obama?' to which I answered 'The candidate of US who is standing for president' and after a second I thought this was so easy and the others didn't answer she clapped and said "Excellent Ayesha!" I felt like being blessed. Her little things allured me. Maybe she knew how I was, maybe she wanted me to not be shy and just maybe I loved her! It was the last day of school and she had brought hand made 'Chanay wali chaat' from her home for the whole class. And she had given cards to everyone, I still have my card which has got a huge elephant illustrated on it and it says:
''Dear Ayesha,
Best of luck for your Exams and a very bright future!
with best wishes from your teacher Sana Zaidi
Dated:14.5.08"
I still feel so contended when I read this. I remember when students asked her what are the highest marks in English out of 30 she answered "I guess 27.5" When she distributed the papers I got 27.5 but they weren't highest because a guy had got 29 and the other 28. It just made me think out of no reason that she only remembered mine(:D) The most reminisce scene was when before the result day at the carnival she offered me to come with her for 'hi-tea' with me there were only two other guys and I felt so glad that I had came out with her for the first time. While she talked to the mother of the other two guys I was only able to listen "We had a group of students and really great professor who would teach us about the university or prepare for the university test of IBA (Institute of Business Administration) i was the most capable of all and that my professor used to say 'sana you'll make it I know, I only worry about them' but I was the most deserving of all yet I didn't got admission there while the others did...After that I remained so frustrated that at home I just told my dad and mum that now I don't want to do anything and I ventured in my room-"
I only heard this much of her story and I got to know she was the real queen, I came in 6th grade in a different branch. I had a problem with my result marking and I remember I called one of my old teacher and I asked about my problem and then about her work and when I asked about Ms.Sana she said "I am not allowed to tell but don't tell it to anyone, Ms Sana won't or might not be joining us as she has cancer of bones". I couldn't believe my ears that this was actually the truth. Recently I asked a friend mine about her he said she is better now and that she's fine.
Thus now as well when I look at her number I wish I could call her but I have nothing to say, I don't know how to hook up again. I just got to know she has lost her hair, she's unmarried but remarkably the diva in my thoughts. She wears a scarf now to cover her head. I sometimes cry missing the gem that I had left in past. she is a brilliant person who has extraordinary skills and I love her! I wish the 'hi-tea' comes back and I could talk to her and know her story. A story of the women who hoped for a new dawn, a teacher and I wish I would know all about he some day, I think of meeting her I made a sketch for her I'll frame it and that day when we'll meet I\ll give her the gift of love.
May god bless her and may her future brings more happiness to her-!
Written by your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz:-)
I still feel so contended when I read this. I remember when students asked her what are the highest marks in English out of 30 she answered "I guess 27.5" When she distributed the papers I got 27.5 but they weren't highest because a guy had got 29 and the other 28. It just made me think out of no reason that she only remembered mine(:D) The most reminisce scene was when before the result day at the carnival she offered me to come with her for 'hi-tea' with me there were only two other guys and I felt so glad that I had came out with her for the first time. While she talked to the mother of the other two guys I was only able to listen "We had a group of students and really great professor who would teach us about the university or prepare for the university test of IBA (Institute of Business Administration) i was the most capable of all and that my professor used to say 'sana you'll make it I know, I only worry about them' but I was the most deserving of all yet I didn't got admission there while the others did...After that I remained so frustrated that at home I just told my dad and mum that now I don't want to do anything and I ventured in my room-"
I only heard this much of her story and I got to know she was the real queen, I came in 6th grade in a different branch. I had a problem with my result marking and I remember I called one of my old teacher and I asked about my problem and then about her work and when I asked about Ms.Sana she said "I am not allowed to tell but don't tell it to anyone, Ms Sana won't or might not be joining us as she has cancer of bones". I couldn't believe my ears that this was actually the truth. Recently I asked a friend mine about her he said she is better now and that she's fine.
Thus now as well when I look at her number I wish I could call her but I have nothing to say, I don't know how to hook up again. I just got to know she has lost her hair, she's unmarried but remarkably the diva in my thoughts. She wears a scarf now to cover her head. I sometimes cry missing the gem that I had left in past. she is a brilliant person who has extraordinary skills and I love her! I wish the 'hi-tea' comes back and I could talk to her and know her story. A story of the women who hoped for a new dawn, a teacher and I wish I would know all about he some day, I think of meeting her I made a sketch for her I'll frame it and that day when we'll meet I\ll give her the gift of love.
May god bless her and may her future brings more happiness to her-!
Written by your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz:-)
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