Starting school was hell for me. I couldn’t imagine spending a day without my parents. I was actually hit on my first day at school; it hurt and I promised never to go step my foot in school. I forgot that, I was hit just by a teacher and not by all my teachers.

Time went on; I made new friends, I met better teachers and my academic journey began. I was such a brilliant little girl and I guess I was loved.

My teachers nurtured me; whenever I faltered they encouraged me. I never felt the pain of leaving my parents again for I had found better parents. They stood by me, disciplined me and never missed out on the fun. I found myself a great family in no time and I became a better version of myself.

I personally think teachers are the noblest people living.