When: 2nd September 2015
Where: On Reliance Global Call 🙂
Several years ago, my father introduced us to a cousin of his. When my father respects someone with his whole heart, it is difficult for us to miss feeling the same warmth about that person. It is probably the way my father introduces these people into our lives. My father never missed a single opportunity to talk about this cousin and about how great a human being he was. Every now and then I met my dad’s cousin at social gatherings and it was always casual conversations and funny things that elders say to kids in large families :). I still don’t know if it is a good habit but I like to observe people when they are conversing with others. I saw this man over the years in many different places talking to many different people. Nothing about him was ever artificial. Every word he spoke, every blessing he shared, they all felt like they came straight from his heart. There are these few people you meet, who smile with their eyes. He and his wife are one of those few people I know whose kindness can fill a room and make your heart beam every single time you meet them.
Fast forward to 2015, one day when we finally got to ‘chat’, Facebook gave me the chance to ask for his number . He was quite surprised when I called him as soon as he sent me his number. He picks up the phone right after two rings, and has the same warmest greeting that he always had for me when I would meet him in person. For people who know me well, when I am happy, I am talkative. Like read talkative in bold, UPPERCASE and underlined in red 🙂 We talked and talked and talked. I think we spoke for over an hour [ If I wrote the whole conversation here, it will fill a book :)]. So many random things in education we talked about and none of it needed elaboration. Words just flowed and I could just understand them as is. To be sharing a conversation with a great teacher like him and enjoying it was like a dream come true for me. The joy of sharing a conversation like that with the person who has been my inspiration to pursue a profession in teaching, indescribable. Every minute of that one hour, inside my heart I was lamenting why I never got to work or learn under the guidance of teachers like him when I was in India. Half way through the conversation while I was filling him in on my work, he has this childish excitement in his voice and says,
“Padmini! I want to tell you about two incidents that will make complete sense to you.”
And obviously my response was, ” Cheppandi peddanannagaru!”
If I type them out in his own words, I might do some justice to the beauty of that conversation I enjoyed.
RRB: Oka roju, naa deggaraki, oka pillavaadu vachaadu. Vacchi, budhiga chethulu kattukoni (by now he is smiling while narrating this), Maastaaru pennu poyindhi… annadu.
Myself: Smiling and almost getting where this was going. I almost started laughing here. Was too excited to have understood where this was going [You can ask him if you want]
RRB: Nenu anna, yera, malli cheppu. Vaadu malli, Maastaaru, pennu poyindhi..ani inkaastha nemmadhiga, jaagratha cheppaadu.
By now I couldn’t stop laughing loudly. His subtle manner of narrating the entire incident was so powerful and hilarious. [ two of the many great qualities in great teachers: to capture the attention of their student fully and to engage them completely till they finished speaking :)]
RRB: Malli cheppara annanu. Appudu vaadu, Maastaaru, nenu pennu pogottukunna annadu. [ By this time, I was almost repeating the last line with him]
We both burst out laughing for over a minute there.
RRB: It was important to make him realize that he was responsible for losing an object that he could have kept safely. It is important to teach children to own responsibility for their actions early in life and I find that things like this are not taught in schools anymore. The focus is all on grades and exam scores these days.
Why this one hour’s conversation made me so happy?
I got to talk to a teacher in India who grew in his role to become an educational leader, guided thousands of students to success and yet, was one of the few most humble teachers I have grown up watching.
The honesty in his words and the simplicity in his teaching are two things that I will always aspire to acquire.
Almost five years after I survived the worst time in an educational setting, here I was, beaming and listening to the joy in a teacher’s voice for being a teacher. A person who has been through my age, worked hard to do the best for his students was talking with such pride and satisfaction.
20 years back when my dad introduced me to his cousin, I did not think that he will be the biggest inspiration behind my endless desire to teach and lead. Over the years, observing him, sharing small conversations with him and listening about him from my father have all influenced me to pursue teaching as a profession. Being almost the only Indian in this specialization here, doing something entirely new with no one to follow, I sometimes feel like I should give up
[ to all my friends who are narrowing their eyes on me, don’t judge me like you don’t have one of those days yourself :)]. On one such days recently, I made this phone call and I swear it has changed my life.
Babbepalli Raja Rao garu, as he is fondly called in the family, peddanannagaru as I dearly address him, is the person who has renewed my hope to be a teacher right on the day when I was getting lost in my way. Hearing one of your own, your biggest inspiration, tell you that you are doing the right thing and that you shouldn’t give up just yet is a blessing.
Peddanannagaru, thank you for that conversation. It will always remain etched in my memory as the most precious gift from my teacher. That conversation reminded me to own responsibility for myself and to enjoy my schooling to become a teacher one day. And yes, I still owe you a trip to your village and I can’t wait to come home next time. 🙂
Amma and Daddy, thank you for giving me this life to experience beautiful conversations like this.