Teachers’ Day: Fond Memories of My Teachers…
I call to mind, with much fondness, the teachers who have trained me in different ways they possible wouldn’t know. Teachers’ reward is not just in heaven but starts here.
My first teacher apart from my parents, Uncle Ausbert (God bless his memory), died without me saying thank you to him; he taught me well.
During my academic journey I met a lot of them:
Mr Cornelius Ellah: Mr time keeper; he gives u a complete 80-leaves note from his head; Mr follow-due-process. God bless you, Sir.
Mrs Davina David: Mrs independent; one of the best teachers; communication pro.
Prof Offiong Ani Offiong: Mr Gentle; he makes lecturing interesting; a good listener and a father to all.
Dr Brown, my Head of Department (HOD): The fashionister and photography guru; until you know him don’t judge him.
Barrister Nwabueze: Apart from the fact that he is a specialist in his field, he is a good planner and director. Getting closer to him made me learn so much in a short while.
Mr Emmanuel Inyang: You came when we needed you. Your sense of humour confuses me a lot, and I learnt from u.
Mr Bassey Otop: AKA Mr B; You didn’t lecture me, but you taught me humility in the workplace and that is helping me.
Mr Godswill John: My PRAD lecturer and friend, God bless you.
Mrs Lizzie-Esege Egbe: Naturally, simple and understanding.
Mrs Bassey: Always there for us.
Elder Mrs Agnes Ekong: Trust me, you tamed me.
To my dad who asked me, “The play ‘Things Fall Apart’ is a play within a play. Discuss!”. I was just in my Junior Secondary School 1 (Jss1). Then, he told my brother to show an example of how light travels in a straight line with a prism. I haven’t forgotten this in over 15 years.
Because of all of you I graduated with a 2.1 – second class upper division;
Because of all of you I was given a job without my result or NYSC certificate;
Because of you I am a boss in the office who comes earlier than her juniors;
Because of you!
I celebrate you all on this Teachers’ Day!