Saturday, February 1, 2014

My Earliest Memory...


Today we (blogging friends at Write Tribe) decided to jot down our Earliest memories in our Blogs. I was tagged by Jyothi ... 




So here goes a very small incident from my wonder years...

I was around 4 years and was studying in KG-1 in a school in UAE. I remember having two boys as my friends, wonder why I don't remember having any girls in my friend list until I got back to Kerala. Anyways, back to KG days. In class I sit in between these two guys and us three used to blabber all throughout the class. Been good children in spite of our tongues we were spared by most of the teachers until a North Indian teacher joined the school. I don't remember her name or details except she lacked that warmth of a teacher.

So one day she comes to class and saw us indulged in our own world. She gave us a warning and we did keep quiet until she finished the lessons. Again we started. Warning turned to changing places. But nothing could keep me from my friends. Seeing all this and the disobedient me, teacher lost her temper and slapped me on my face. Been the youngest and most pampered child, I was too shocked and stubborn even to cry. And when Mom came to pick me my cheeks told her the story even before I did. And even before I knew it, Principal changed my class. Even thou I was sad to leave my friends begin I was happy to go from her class.

I don’t even remember whether the slap caused me any pain or not. But I do remember how my Mom made sure that I was not put in her class again and also scolding me for making the teacher angry. 

I remember how the kids and children welcomed me into their midst with such of warmth. 

I remember how my boy-friends used to meet me religiously at all intervals.

I guess, that tiny tot incident taught me how much I screw up in life, my parents would be there for me, even thou I have to face their scolding’s first. And no matter what, some people could make you feel good just with a smile. 

And the best one was, I never felt bad or had any grudges against my teacher, I was all smiles very soon. But if that happened now, I could have made quite an hungama ... cos, as I grew up the innocence of childhood just washed off... 

But now, as I write this, I can fully understand why that teacher of mine lost her temper.... even as an adult, I can't tolerate myself, so at that age I would have been the worse... and my poor teacher must have been really frustrated with all my drama.... ;)


..... Now I'm tagging Kathy Combs. And off to travel along with her down her memory lane. 



So what's your earliest memory.... do share it .... :)


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This post was a group effort of the Ladies from Write Tribe. All started when Vidya Sury asked us to share our favorite photo in our FB group. And now 20 ladies shared their Earliest Memory in a single day. Thanks to Corinne and Shilpa for sorting it all out. :)

And here goes a journey down the memory lane of many Lovely Ladies :)

  1. Suzy Que - Someday Somewhere
  2. Psych Babbler – Over Cups of Coffee
  3. Vidya Sury – Coffee With Mi
  4. Tulika Singh – Obsessive Mom 
  5. Shilpa Garg –  A Rose Is A Rose Is A Rose
  6. Richa Singh –  The Philosopher’s Stone
  7. Meena Menon – Meena’s Space
  8. Bhavya Nandakumar – Ishithaa
  9. Kalpana Solsi – Gemini In The Sky
  10. Kajal Kapur – Rainbow Hues
  11. Geeta Nair – Fabric of Life
  12. Corinne Rodrigues – Everyday Gyaan
  13. Maggie Lawate – 2 AM Writer
  14. Shiva Kapoor – Where The Mind Is Without Fear
  15. Aditi Kaushiva – Life Is A Journey – Make It BeaYoutiful
  16. Jyothi Nair – Jyothi’s Day Out
  17. Sheetal Susan – Scribblings
  18. Kathy Combs – The Giggling Trucker’s Wife Writes
  19. Pixie – Pixie’s Take On Everything
  20. Sulekha Rawat – Memoirs

Love you Ladies.


38 comments :

  1. How awful of that teacher to slap your face!! I am so glad your class was changed so you didn't have to deal with her again. ♥

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    1. Me too Kathy.... but I was naughty too... ;)

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  2. No one has the right to slap a child like that. Here in NZ it is a criminal offence to slap even your own children. People so often forget that a little kindness goes a long way.

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    1. Here in Middle East and even in Kerala also its a crime.... but after the initial reaction we kind of forgot everything...

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  3. Omg slapping is so not done. Changing places is as far as it should go. But kids really do forget.. That's the best thing about childhood.

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    1. Very true... wish we had the forget-fulness now..

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  4. so i was believing that i was only blogger to get slapped .. in childhood .. felt great to not be alone :P ...

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  5. God, you are hilarious Sheethal. I cant stop laughing @ "even as an adult, I can't tolerate myself, so at that age I would have been the worse".
    How cute your boyfriends were!! Such a fab trip down the memory lane! :) ♥

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    1. Seriously Shilpa, at times I, myself get under my nerves :P

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  6. Sorry...but don't agree with the slapping/hitting no matter how naughty kids are....changing your place was probably the right thing, but yeah, that doesn't stop us, does it? Have had that tried on me several times to no avail. :P
    It's nice to have such supportive parents though... :)

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    1. All through out school days, my mom had to hear this talkative complaint about me... ::D

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  7. What a beautiful memory and how awful for the teacher to have behaved that wy...I don't remember getting slapped by a teacher as such, thought I did get whipped by a rule when I was in Grade 2 because I spoilt her piano...well, that was then...

    Anyway, I loved your story and what you learnt from it!

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    1. That was the first and last severe punishment from a teacher.... :)

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  8. Ouch! That's not a very pleasant memory is it? More than the slap it's the humiliation that always remains. :(

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    1. But at that age, I didn't even know something like humiliation existed ... Thank God for that! :)

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  9. I too was slapped (pretty hard) on my cheeks for some petty mischief. And as Corinne has rightly said the public humiliation hurts more than the physical pain.

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  10. That is bad! I remember an Arabic Teacher in grade one, who used to hit our little hands with a ruler with a metal blade on one side. She was too scary. :(

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  11. Friends are what make life worth it! My teachers always had an issue with me talking, they were tired of punishing me, I wasn't even remotely tired of being punished! :D

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    1. Me too.... Teachers used to literally plead to me, to shut my mouth ;)

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  12. Beating from a teacher...ouch i've had my share of getting canned! But a slap is mean! Parents always will be by our side hon...loved this memory of yours and what u learnt from it!

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    1. For everything that happens, there's something to learn from that :)

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  13. Ack. Sheethal, she was high handed! Thanks for sharing this early memory with us!

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  14. Well slap part is of course heartful but what you learnt out of it a very valuable lesson. Parents may look devilish but they stick around and so do good friends..

    Richa

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  15. so u were chattambi rt then huh... BFs n all :-P

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  16. "Chattambi" that certainly suits you. Not a pleasan memory but then as you said childhood has it's advantages.You tend to forgive and forget easily.

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  17. Even I was slapped once in the class and I agree with Corinne more than the pain it is the humiliation that hurts... no matter wat the reason is hitting can never be the answer

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    1. I'm gald it happened in that small age, or else I would have taken it very hard :)

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  18. I am glad you forgave that teacher and empathise with her now... but slapping is too much yaar!
    You never had girl friends until a certain age huh?! So much like someone else I know ;)

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    1. Now when I try to remember about my girlfriends, I seriously can't remember anyone unless I started schooling in a Girls' School!! :D

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  19. Ohh my God I don't think teachers should ever raise their hands, voice definitely but not hands...

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  20. Awww!! You poor little kiddo! A slap at such a tender age! Grrrr!!
    I'm glad your mum made you change your class! Hugs! :)

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