If I am your teacher I deserve a little more respect than what you end up giving me at times. When I talk I expect you to listen to me, that most of you do no doubt about that. However, respecting does not mean that you agree with everything I say, having a right to your opinion I expect you to disagree with me and express your own thoughts as well … I don’t expect you to just address me as ‘Yes sir!’, ‘Yes ma’am!’ ‘Whatever you say and I shall obey!’ because you are not a robot, you are my student and what goes in your heart should be read by me, I expect you to be normal since I am a friendly person and teaching styles have evolved but remember that you have some duties and responsibilities towards me! It’s not usually true when people say that teachers are not respected anymore.
But when I died I expected you to fulfill your last duty towards me by attending my funeral prayer because whatever subject I taught you I taught you to be a good human being first so is it too much to ask for being your teacher … showing that you are being a good human towards me?
Teaching is sacred and it shall always be, I am happy that I was able to instill some values and knowledge in you but when you don’t show up for my funeral prayer being my student I feel you have failed to fulfill one last duty towards me. I felt disrespected to have your absence not because I needed you but because it’s not just the immediate family but students are family too.
I gave you time extensions (no matter what the reason was being it power outages or corrupt usb’s) to meet your assignment deadlines but could you have given me that little more time out of your schedule? I won’t ever judge you because judging a human being is God’s job.
The journey of respect goes a long way, don’t forget those who made a difference in your life because people are never to be forgotten no matter who they were … and just don’t forget that you have to die one day too … What we have forgotten to do is to give a little more time to our country and to those around who made us what we are today …