This document discusses an orientation session for new parents at the author's alma mater school. The author reminisces about his time as a student there over 17 years ago, pointing out familiar spots to his wife's embarrassment. Other alumni parents were also nostalgically remembering their time there. The school manager, Manager Kaku, who had been there when the author was a student, scolded the parents for behaving like children and being late to the orientation. The author finds it comforting to be in a place that played a key role in who he became.
This document discusses an orientation session for new parents at the author's alma mater school. The author reminisces about his time as a student there over 17 years ago, pointing out familiar spots to his wife's embarrassment. Other alumni parents were also nostalgically remembering their time there. The school manager, Manager Kaku, who had been there when the author was a student, scolded the parents for behaving like children and being late to the orientation. The author finds it comforting to be in a place that played a key role in who he became.
This document discusses an orientation session for new parents at the author's alma mater school. The author reminisces about his time as a student there over 17 years ago, pointing out familiar spots to his wife's embarrassment. Other alumni parents were also nostalgically remembering their time there. The school manager, Manager Kaku, who had been there when the author was a student, scolded the parents for behaving like children and being late to the orientation. The author finds it comforting to be in a place that played a key role in who he became.
This document discusses an orientation session for new parents at the author's alma mater school. The author reminisces about his time as a student there over 17 years ago, pointing out familiar spots to his wife's embarrassment. Other alumni parents were also nostalgically remembering their time there. The school manager, Manager Kaku, who had been there when the author was a student, scolded the parents for behaving like children and being late to the orientation. The author finds it comforting to be in a place that played a key role in who he became.
No, this was not quite an avalanche of questions. It was the normal reaction of .. I think you all know him, but lets just call him the Manager Kaku since he manages an entire floor of our school all by himself. I had completed my elementary, middle and high school from South Point. When the time came for my son, I was searching (or if you prefer, browsing) far and wide for a school to fit my two important criteria: Good on Education, Good on Ethics alas! I could find none. So going by the tradition, I wanted my son to study in the same school I went, hence I got him admitted to this school. Just 2 days before the start of a new session, we the parents of new Nursery I admissions, were summoned by the school for an orientation session. It was really a walk down the memory lane as, I came back to school after, well, seventeen/eighteen years (if you count Junior school, it would be even more). Those aisles, balconies, steps, classrooms....Much to the embarrassment of my wife, I was pointing out, Oh! Look there was our Class II (I came to Mandeville Gardens in Class II, before that we had our School in Hindustan Road, that building has now been torn down), Oh! Look there THAT flight of stairs! In short I was behaving like a chripy, happy and proud five year old. Then I was not alone, round me there were some other boys and girls who was finding it hard to keep down their pointing outs. We were all over the place, till Manager Kaku stepped in Well, have fun guys, but shouldn't you be at the orientation? Rats! We were late for it, and rushed, and then came the retort Would you like a clip on your earhole? Shame on you! Running like kids..... , who else than our Manager Kaku!!! Nothing has changed indeed!!!! He shouted at us when we were kids, he was shouting at us now when we have, well grown up!!! It is always good to know, that there is someone, to whom we would always be THOSE kids!!! To tell the truth, it is really fantastic to be with something, which has played probably a key role in making of me, what I am now.
PINAKI TALUKDAR Madhyamik 1992 Ucca Madhyamik 1994 Father and guardian of Projjal Talukdar (Transition D - Morning)