Yelps let out by children at the receiving end of a ruler escaped the room, and the swings in the playground carried these baby sounds over the boundary to safety. No one helped the kids.
Your piece forced me to think of one such teacher we had. But it is really hard to get to your stage of forgiveness 🤩not yet! Loved the piece. Loved kutty shubash😂
I was about to come and rage about abuse and toxic culture but say instead, thank you for sharing a perspective that I know of but find it very very hard to adopt. What a heartbreaking and soul-warming piece, Roshni. Deep gratitude to you and an even deeper soul hug. Thank you. P.S: choti subhash still deserved the love and respect owed to every child. xx
Damn right she did! And thanks Prerna -- this feeling is not too old for me either -- I've been to the other side and back -- that sure lends perspective :) Tightest soul hugs from the liddle Subhash
Roshni, I doubt I've ever read a piece on rage written so tenderly. With such utmost care and compassion. You know you're healing when you've reached this level of understanding. Tightest hugs to the 7yo Roshni, and I'm honoured to know the Roshni of today, too. Thank you, Begum ;)
I knew a Mrs P. from school who was deeply hated. I remembered her while reading your essay - all the hurt and anger surfacing once again. But then you offered another perspective - a softer, gentler one and it made me think of my Mrs. P again. She was witty and had a twinkle in her eye. She used humour to teach and belittle us and as children we could not see the difference. She passed away a few years ago and I was still mad at her. But after reading your essay, I am not so mad anymore. Thank you for showing us the human side of our teachers and allowing us the space to relook at them.
We should exchange DMs on the schools we went to. Agree on how once a person uses humour to belittle -- every time humour comes from them only indignation or fear or the likes come up ...now come ti think of it - it explains why i'm uneasy around some funny people with a cruel streak in their humour ----------Thanks for reading with such openness... and I've got something to think about too with this
So true Roshni! People often use humour to say things they would otherwise not admit and over time it becomes a tool of control or power - in a convoluted way. I have seen teachers use humour repeatedly to put kids down while the rest of the class laughs. I always wondered why they thought doing that to kids was okay.
I came here to tell you that this perspective of forgiveness and understanding both amazes and inspires me. But everyone has already said what I'm feeling. So instead I will tell you how much I love reading you. Each line is a beauty in itself. Your essays makes me want to read slooowwly and go back and reread the lines again. This paragraph is an absolute gem. "In Mrs P’s class that year, even sounds needed rescue. Yelps let out by children at the receiving end of a ruler escaped the room and the swings in the playground carried these baby sounds over the boundary to safety. No one helped the kids."
I love being read by you Sumira! Every time you've responded to a piece I've felt a flood of distinct happy warm feels reserved for your reading! Strange and true : )
Your piece forced me to think of one such teacher we had. But it is really hard to get to your stage of forgiveness 🤩not yet! Loved the piece. Loved kutty shubash😂
Lol, Savvy! I had a similar feeling. I'm not forgiving Mrs P so easily!
Little kutty R is thrilled to have you power puff girls in her corner !
Thank you for writing this beautiful essay with such compassion and authenticity, Roshni💛💛
Thank you Sanskriti! So happy twinning with you this publishing issue and date!
And, also, if I could a big hug for the tiny Roshni and all the other girls that day.
I was about to come and rage about abuse and toxic culture but say instead, thank you for sharing a perspective that I know of but find it very very hard to adopt. What a heartbreaking and soul-warming piece, Roshni. Deep gratitude to you and an even deeper soul hug. Thank you. P.S: choti subhash still deserved the love and respect owed to every child. xx
Damn right she did! And thanks Prerna -- this feeling is not too old for me either -- I've been to the other side and back -- that sure lends perspective :) Tightest soul hugs from the liddle Subhash
Roshni, I doubt I've ever read a piece on rage written so tenderly. With such utmost care and compassion. You know you're healing when you've reached this level of understanding. Tightest hugs to the 7yo Roshni, and I'm honoured to know the Roshni of today, too. Thank you, Begum ;)
Damn child that just it, Begum is a book by herself and you just gave it a title - Thank you Begum. Thank you for this compassionate read!
Your words are lighthouse of tender love, Rosh. Thank you, really.
P.S. Sabaash, Subhash :)
I'll remember this lighthouse analogy Parvathy - it will bring us home (Thank U)
I knew a Mrs P. from school who was deeply hated. I remembered her while reading your essay - all the hurt and anger surfacing once again. But then you offered another perspective - a softer, gentler one and it made me think of my Mrs. P again. She was witty and had a twinkle in her eye. She used humour to teach and belittle us and as children we could not see the difference. She passed away a few years ago and I was still mad at her. But after reading your essay, I am not so mad anymore. Thank you for showing us the human side of our teachers and allowing us the space to relook at them.
We should exchange DMs on the schools we went to. Agree on how once a person uses humour to belittle -- every time humour comes from them only indignation or fear or the likes come up ...now come ti think of it - it explains why i'm uneasy around some funny people with a cruel streak in their humour ----------Thanks for reading with such openness... and I've got something to think about too with this
So true Roshni! People often use humour to say things they would otherwise not admit and over time it becomes a tool of control or power - in a convoluted way. I have seen teachers use humour repeatedly to put kids down while the rest of the class laughs. I always wondered why they thought doing that to kids was okay.
This insight is so valuable Roshni, thank you ❤️.
thank you Tanya ! For the reading and the hug
I came here to tell you that this perspective of forgiveness and understanding both amazes and inspires me. But everyone has already said what I'm feeling. So instead I will tell you how much I love reading you. Each line is a beauty in itself. Your essays makes me want to read slooowwly and go back and reread the lines again. This paragraph is an absolute gem. "In Mrs P’s class that year, even sounds needed rescue. Yelps let out by children at the receiving end of a ruler escaped the room and the swings in the playground carried these baby sounds over the boundary to safety. No one helped the kids."
I love being read by you Sumira! Every time you've responded to a piece I've felt a flood of distinct happy warm feels reserved for your reading! Strange and true : )