Yesterday I was a school going kid Always Hungry for knowledge Always Thirsty for lessons of life Obediently sitting in a large noisy class Listening and recording every words preached Hoping they were stored forever... Or atleast before the exam day was over
Today I still go to school Twice a week with a bunch of happy people We have fun learning! embarassing ourselves mostly In the most intellectual way!! laughing at ourselves for being silly Sometimes unsure whether we are hungry or thirsty But knowledge is like the sea... Endless and wide.
Rather ... We are desperate to digest it all The ZPD, Scaffolding, Sociocultural and Constructivism? Hey hey whose theory? And Skinner, Pavlov, Vygotsky and Chomsky Hope they are here to tell us a story.
To go or to let go Hard .. dont you know? Decided to go with the flow... Determined that one day We will stand tall On that humble stage Wearing that long pretty robe ... in our hands a scroll... There's nothing like having a PHD With your sweat and tears... and a whole lot of laughters too.... The feelings? Of course... unexplainable The experience? PRICELESS!!!