Having been in school for a number of years now, I
have come across many types of teachers. Some are good
while some are not so good.
The good ones are those who put effort into their
work. They care for the welfare of their students. They
genuinely want to teach us what they know. So despite
their weaknesses we love and respect them.
Our present class teacher, Mr. Loga, is a model
teacher. He not only teaches us English, but more
importantly, what it means to be a human being. He is
invariably patient, very approachable and always has a
practical solution to any problem anyone may present to
him. We are grateful for his guidance and advice.
On the other hand, our Mathematics teacher, is the
worst of the lot. He comes in half-drunk and with a
cigarette in his hand. Normally he just sits at the table and
tells us to do exercise this or that. Sometimes he does not
come at all. Rarely does he teach. When he does, it is
almost impossible to follow him. His hands tremble and his speech is
incoherent. So we are left to our own devices.
Fortunately for me Mathematics is not too difficult. So I
can cope, even without a teacher. Unfortunately for some,
it means the difference between passing or failing. So
some of them have resorted to taking private tuition.
In between these two are the other teachers. Some
are good in some ways and bad in others. However all of
them are predictable. So we know what to do when in their
presence. The good ones we appreciate and respect. The
bad ones we tolerate.
It is not for me to judge the teachers. They run
their lives as they see fit. I wonder what they will write
about us if they were to write an essay entitled "Students,
Good And Bad".