Friday was the farewell for the first batch of students I taught. And I am definately keeping my fingers crossed for their performance 
This one year has taught me more than what I had learnt in the 3 years of my job. The urge to perform like the teachers I looked up to only made me realise the amount of hardwork that went in making each lecture memorable. It wasnt just about going in there, standing and dictating notes. It was more. It was about striking a chord with each child. Letting them speak. Even if that didnt make sense. Atleast they started thinking, even if it was in the wrong direction. Cos I would eventually steer them to where they are supposed to reach.
It taught me to be patient. A lot more. They say, In this profession you cant survive if you arent patient. I remember my sister and dad used to test my patience many a times and I always lost. I still do many a times. I remember whenever I got irritated on the silly questions asked by my sister, she just reminded me of how I would tackle the same had it been asked from my student. And yeah somewhere it hit. My students asked wierd questions, some which even made me think “what!!, you are still stuck there??“. But, I had to stop where I was to bring clarity to their thought.