Creative writing forms an integral part of our training at Anne Frank. Our students are requested to write diary notes, sometimes even imaginary diaries and share it among friends and trainers during the communication hour.Here we introduce a new student Jillu. She is an English teacher by profession. Lets see how the one day of a life of an Indian teacher is all about.
Wednesday
if everything goes smooth, what is the role of God! Life itself is the mixture of sorrows and pleasures.
There were no works for me in the kitchen in the morning.My friend has taken today`s charge in kitchen.being already late to get up, I was in a hurry to go to college.
There was another dragon waiting for us: the inspection team!Principal already informed us to reach before 9.30 am.Took a sudden bath and got ready within a few minutes and without spending time for breakfast, went to college.Unexpectedly I got an autorickshaw and I reached early in the bus.There were my colleagues and I became happy with them.After signing and spending a little time with them we together went to community hall, from there we conducted our Art Fest.
The programme strted with the inaugural function. Pavithran Theekkuni, famous poet and Nisar Wayanad,singer were the chief guests.We enjoyed the sweet voice of Nisar.The song "ye ajanbi..." had taken us to another world.Some of us together went to collect our salary and after we went to Hotel Paris.We had biriyani from there.The day went like this with some fun and entertainments.
At the evenning time , a little early we. Leena, Sunil and me went to Anne Frank.It was tea break time there, but we were told to write our diary notes.We had done that and then we shared it among ourselves, with the trainers` company.
Then we learned tenses, especially simple present, simple past and simple future.By taking a lot, Leena was selected to teach the tenses and that was followed by self introduction in front of everyone.Our trainers have pointed out our positives and negatives.
"Why dont you use your body language with your voice?"
I asked myself.
"You could do it better next time"
I consoled myself.
""Why are you not aware of gestures.Keep in mind if you are asked to do it next time"
"Yes i will do it next time"
After the class I had a quarrel with my friend but I made it up so I got a sound sleep without any guilty feelings.
Friends , hope you like my diary . Please do post your comments :) It will be much appreciated :)
Jillu
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