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December 4, 2005

Our Chemistry Teacher!

Filed under: Just For Laughs — Celia @ 3:51 pm


Was surfing thro Anbae’s blog when the post he had written rekindled my memories.

Can’t forget Higher Secondary in my life. Or the pride we people had that we belonged to A section. The days when we wore rubberbands instead of ribbons just to be rebellious.

How we managed to cut a ribbon into 10 halves during assembly to escape from P.T miss… How we escaped to the library instead of going to catechism class and avoided listening to sister’s pallavi!! How we found a way to come to the class by sevir eri guthichifying incase we are late!! How we emptied fellow classmate’s lunch even before lunch period cud come!! Or how we managed to write records during english or tamil periods… Or how we managed to bitch about our rivals (commerce students)…
Or how we morally supported our Seniors by not wearing half sari when Headmistress didn’t give them permission to wear sarees during Farewell…

But all these are nothing when I think of Lily Charles miss. Shes one of those people whom i’ll never forget in my life. She was our Chemistry miss and Class advisor for both XI and XII. Nothing was funny or wrong about what she taught. But how she taught us made us dread the Chemistry class forever.. that none of us had the courage to do Chemistry major after XII. Well, there was one exception.. Maggi..She did Chemistry major.. But all the others including me kept our vow by not doing graduation in Chemistry.

She was fair, cuddly woman in her early thirties. The moment we saw her, we fell in love with her … huh .. hair. Yeah she had a nice bundle of hair that when she’d be seriously discussing about extracting iron ore.. we would instead be wondering how she would have parted her hair so that she can put three kondais and rolled them into one.. Life was full of roses and imagination.

Then she had a peculiar way of making us study in class. Before the lecture, she’ll ask us to write an essay about some topic and at the end we should exchange the papers with our friends and correct. We tried patiently for some time and soon we got bored and then started writing .. “A for apple.. B for bat .. yesterday also the loosie bike guy followed ..mom scolded about keeping a small bindi.” and other stuff.

But worst is yet to come. Till then, I didn’t believe in the fact or fantasy that women are an emotional bundle and they put themselves in a soup. But I wondered whether this could be true after I saw her. She would get tensed for anything and everything. Many a times we ended up getting scoldings from her without knowing the actual cause of her outburst. Every day the first period is devoted to catechism/moral science/bible class and second period to Chemistry. Lily miss handled both moral science and chemistry. One fine day, after the catechism class got over, we went to our class only to find all our other fellow students standing inside the class and miss blasting them.

The moment she saw us, her anger grew and she started hitting on us also saying words like

Aren’t you people ashamed?
Y are you like this?
Won’t you just care? kinda questions…

We didn’t know what she was talking about. Thus all the catholics.. standing outside the class and all the moral science students inside the class were on the receiving end without knowing whats happening. Here, I made a grave mistake. I tried playing “eye game”. (Adhu onnum illa! ulla irukkura ponna paathu konjam eyebrow raise panni.. matter ennanu .. saigai baashai try pannan. Ava periya sivaji maadhiri overaa reply expression kaata, miss paathutaanga). My fate, miss saw that and started directing all her abuses at me…

Appuram we got to know that her desk had a layer of yesterday’s chalk. Some other miss had kept the duster on the desk and Lily Miss thought that it was our mischief, thus was born our trouble. But we didn’t know this and went and complained to Headmistress.

The next day, miss came… she took classes.. attendance .. and everything.. without looking at any of us. All her lessons were directed to doors, windows… and the wall behind us..Naanga CPLaa noka CPL engala noka, Kadasiiila.. we all got mad that we apologised and pacified her..

Then.. she got normal and again life was full of roses and we started counting the kondais in her head.

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19 Comments »

  1. nice story! πŸ™‚

    only once in my life, my teacher has slapped me…theriyama tea kottiten table mela (which she had kept to drink)…

    we also had a similar kinda teacher in school…she handled physics…yen kovam varum ..edhukku kovam varum ne theriyadhu..

    maanam irundha thaane avamaanam??!! πŸ˜€

    Comment by kalai — December 5, 2005 @ 8:33 am | Reply

  2. wow…

    nice school days memories…

    me too had a gujarati teacher who hated my hand writing…hee hee

    the way u have described her is cute πŸ™‚

    Comment by Harish — December 5, 2005 @ 5:01 pm | Reply

  3. Aiyoo Chemistry ah!! Its one subject I hate. I remember my chemistry sir , I hated chemistry because of him..

    Chemistry is still killing me in the form of pharmacology!!

    Comment by Nanyaar? — December 5, 2005 @ 9:22 pm | Reply

  4. @Kalai- Oh!ennakum ippadi oru history irukku.. adhu vandhu !! IInd stdla laam amma thaan en homeword pannuvaanga.. Once she forgot and I went to school without completing it. Miss asked me why I din’t do it.. Naana periya unmai velambi maadhirii. “my mommy forgot to write homeworknn” sonnan… Kedachudhu paaru one slaap!! maraka mudiyadhu :))

    @harish- yeah!! Those days, it was more of a pain when I encountered these characters.. but to think of it now.. its all pleasant memories .. Guess we’ll like something only after we come out of it..

    @nanyaar- machi, naan chemistry padikaati parava illa.. aana nee pharamacology padikaata ??

    Comment by bindhu — December 5, 2005 @ 9:38 pm | Reply

  5. A cool one ma’me,
    hehehe..
    One of my favorite subject is chemistry…. usually i wud stand first in my schooling days and so there s no bad or bitter experiences with my subject teachers to my knowledge..

    But had many bitter experiences with PET masters.
    I’m the SPL of my school, at the time of gatherings i wud be in uniforms and after gatherings wud move to hostel, to unwear those shoes, belts etc.,..PET master remind me many times …i didnt matter him for many days but one day i was caught red handed and enna solla that was the last day i were in ununiform…ayyo..!!

    sweet memories…ma’me.

    gud post pulled me back to my higher sec. schooling..

    Comment by Anbae — December 6, 2005 @ 3:48 am | Reply

  6. Kwel Memories….

    **NAUGHTY GIRLS**

    ennanu Chemistry nala allergy 😦

    Cheers!
    πŸ™‚

    Comment by Vishnu — December 6, 2005 @ 11:09 am | Reply

  7. school ku padikka sonna ..scene viduringla ? πŸ˜‰

    Comment by Jagan — December 6, 2005 @ 11:51 am | Reply

  8. jus stopped by, nice blog, mes havin loads and loads of those slaps from my teachers .
    one incident i still remember is that sticking bubble in our biology sirs pants and acting like innocent and escaping from the punishment, but next day punished for some other mischief which i was really innocent.

    Comment by awakeningcoma — December 7, 2005 @ 4:28 pm | Reply

  9. @anbae- How I dread P.E.T Teachers =((

    @Vishnu- Naughty yaa ? naana? do you know how silent I am? Infact, am the calmest girl who ever lived.. and lives :))

    @Jagan- Neenga pannadha sceneaa naan pannitan?

    @awakeningcoma- cool one buddy. idhu thaan than vinai thanai sudumnu solraangala ?

    Comment by bindhu — December 7, 2005 @ 10:25 pm | Reply

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