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Did I have a happy childhood??
Me : 'NO, I had a normal one'
I was 11, it was free time in school, I was playing with other kids in the field. The bell rang it was time to go back, our class teacher came to the field and we all stood in a line according to our roll numbers. My new class Teacher came near me and asked me gently " I have heard you are staying with your mother. Your father comes to visit you sometime during school hours. Next time he comes, ask him to meet me".
This was not the end, all school teachers were so much interested in knowing my parents marital status, they always kept calling me to staff room, or canteen to discuss the updates.The worst being, during class hours when we were all given to write something, teacher would call out my name. For next few minutes I would be standing in front of her desk, with all my classmates hearing our conversation about 'What went wrong? Why my parents are not together? With whom I stay?...etc
This continuous interrogation made me feel like an outcast, I started feeling nervous, all my classmates knew what was going on. That time I didn't understand that it was not my fault. I hated that feeling of always being questioned and discussed by my school teachers.
I guess, their intentions were good, but the method wasn't. I never visited my school again till date. But now I have decided to go back and tell the present teachers not to repeat the same mistake with any other child.