"Think for a moment that you are a student," she asks at my interview.
"That's easy," I think.
"What is the one thing that you would want from your teacher?" she asks plainly.
"Knowledge," I say without hesitation. That's what all students want. Stepping into the shoes of a student I then recall the many wonderful teachers I had in school. Were they all knowledgeable? Am I knowledgeable? Why does that term sound way too idealistic? Soon, my teacher self kicks in.
My heart is now beating fast and all of a sudden my mind is shrieking, "disclaimer, disclaimer!" What if she asks me something about Current affairs? Calculus? I'm panicking now. Beneath a calm outward, my brain furnishes reasonable excuses. "I'm an English teacher. I can't expect myself to be perfect at sll subjects, can I?"
"Subject knowledge!" I blurt out. I sit relieved with a convincing answer.
I am greeted with a rewarding nod. A completely unjust question follows,
"Now, think that you are an English teacher. What would you know about Shakespeare Sonnet 130?"
"Now, think that you are an English teacher. What would you know about Shakespeare Sonnet 130?"
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