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  <title>manish kumar</title>
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  <title>Miss you all a lot</title>
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  <description>There are few teachers who came across in my life and I can&apos;t forget them. Starting from my school days, I did my schooling from St. Michael’s High School which is considered to be one of the most reputed schools in Bihar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking I don’t remember the names of all, but few of whom that I could recall are: Mrs. Illosious, my very first class-teacher, she was very quiet and humble and she used to teach us Hindi. Mr. Kujoor was our math’s teacher in class 4 and the way he used to teach us I just can’t forget. He used to present the topics in amusing manner. We used to enjoy a lot in his class. Our drawing teacher Mr. Singh, he used to give us good marks, so none of us were having any problem with him. Mr. Nascar, Mr. Raj were there who always stood behind us and guided us so that we can become perfect person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 9th &amp; 10th, we used to have a lot of fun, we used to bunk classes, we use to fire crackers during Diwali times, though these things were strictly prohibited, we use to do all these things only for fun. On such occasion one of my friends was caught for firing crackers though he hadn’t done that, it was me and two others who had done that. The one who was caught was asked to tell the names who had done as he was telling that he hadn’t done this, and if he doesn’t tell he would be given a ‘Grey card’(In our school there was a system that if a student gets three Grey Cards he would be expelled from the school). He was under a lot of pressure but he didn’t tell our names. When we got to know about this we three went to the principal’s(Father Nobert Menezes) chamber and told him about everything. He was very angry and gave us a very big lecture and made a complaint in our school diary and told us to get it signed by our parents. It is not to say how to get parent’s signature. There are a even more things that I can’t write but I can surely say that I miss them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I am writing all these things may be there are times when you miss somebody more than you expect. On 5th sept., we used to celebrate Teacher’s day in our school but then I never had a thought that I’m going to miss them. Today when I got to know that today is a Teacher’s Day, I went back into those priceless days for which I am ready to pay anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that your wishes are always with us and I can say that I can never forget you all. I know that can’t pay for what you have done for us, I could only wish for you and for rest of your life.</description>
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