Educating underprivileged


When I first thought of the idea to teach children younger than me, I admit, I was a bit hesitant. Being responsible for not one, but a group of roughly 20 students seemed like a frightening task. Will they even like me? Should I be the kind and fun-loving teacher or the strict and straightforward kind? What if I could not clarify their doubts? Buzzing with these and many more questions I headed towards the local area. I must confess that at first I was a bit taken aback by the number of students present for the class. I took a deep breathe, and a big gulp and stood next to the whiteboard. As soon as I opened my mouth to utter the first couple words, I found out that all my questions were answering themselves. Turned out the children did end up liking me after all because I was the kind but stern teacher. Their doubts were not half as challenging as I had built them up to be in my head. Turns out the children weren’t actually the teen gangsters that I had pictured them to be. They actually turned out to be a pretty bright cohort of students with a great aptitude for learning. The teaching experience was undoubtedly an eye-opening one and I plan to share my experiences in the upcoming reflections.