The teacher:I most love❤

                   In our life we ​​meet many teachers. We have met hundreds of teachers so far from grade one. Of those, only a few remain in the heart. Out of those few, I had a life teacher who I liked and loved the most. Her name is Mis Dulakshi Chanika.


I first met her about ten years ago. Although not a great memory, the first lesson she taught me was to paint a bed of a few trees. It was only later that I realised that although it was a simple lesson, colour could be applied in many different variations and it enhances thinking skills. 

Then I met her when I was in high school. I chose art for A / L and she was the strength for me to continue. Although I loved pastel art, I did not know much about it. But under her guidance I learned to handle that medium. For the first time in my life, that art helped me to win first place in the All Island School Art Competition. It was an event I will never forget. 

Although I was lazy to attend A / L classes, I fell in love with art classes because of her teaching. She was our own friend who understood us the most. The other teachers called her by name, but she called "putha ". She must have known that there was no word that could speak so heartily.

 I want to be like her. I aspire to be a teacher like her. In fact, I wanted to be a teacher because of her. I love her philosophy so much. Although I do not learn from her now, she is still my teacher. I will always be her student.


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  1. Unknown24 November 2021 at 05:37

    I am really happy to hear about this Sumedhi Akka. As a student of our teacher i also had and is having the same experience that you had. Akka this work of your must be praised... thank you akka for showing your gratitude to a person who values a universe.

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