My Memory


Teacher

 I have loved teaching children since I was a child. I always wanted to be a great teacher. But I know a teacher who wants to have another degree so the University of Visual & Performing Arts, chooses to get a degree and become a teacher.

  

But within a month of my examination, I had this opportunity. The Colombo Buddhist Women's College invited me to take up school duties as an art teacher. That was the news I was most eager to hear. I will be entering the school on November 10, 2019 as a teacher.


 There are no words to describe the feeling I felt when I went to school wearing a sari for the first time. Teacher Teacher When the little kids came and hugged me, I felt that teaching was the best profession in the world. I got to teach grade 13 kids. Everyone told me to listen carefully and I was glad I understood the way I was teaching.


Then I was given grades six, seven and eight, and I enjoyed working with those children. I also took them to see the Colombo Art Gallery. Being in the teacher's office with the teachers was a different experience for me. Everyone treated me well

. Little kids became my best friends. I taught kids until campus started this year.

But I had to drop out of school because it was difficult to do both work on campus and school work together. It was a very difficult decision and I was very sad about it and I was very sad about having to leave my children. It was an unforgettable experience in my life. I was a teacher for two years. That memory will remain with me until I die.





 


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