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  • This year in June, began, what I believe will be one of the most significant experiences of my life! I struggled to ease into my new role as a teacher, in a low-income government school, hoping to instill a love for learning, and ignite the fire of curiosity in my precious little kids.

    Getting to be a teacher, can sometimes give you a false illusion of being the fountain of knowledge. But as I complete my 3rd month in school, I have to say, that there has not been a single day of school, when my kids have not taught me something profound about life. In comparison, I just teach them to add numbers and spell words!

    "Promises to children are sacred."

    This photo with my artist, Tushar, reminds me of this everyday! On a Monday morning, when he showed me his drawings, on loose torn paper, I promised to make him a drawing book - his very own collection of his beautiful drawings - and give it to him the very next day.

    But, I did not keep up the sacred promise the next day, for reasons that to me just seem so lame an excuse right now.The look of disappointment in his face said it all. The look showed how much he believed in me, how much he expected of me,how much he thought I loved him and how much of me he wanted to become, but how disappointed he was that HIS didi ( sister, in Hindi) can forget a promise she made to him. I could not rest till I wiped that look of sad disappointment from his eyes.

    That day, I did finally make him a drawing book, and took this picture to remind me never again to go back on a promise to a child.Children forgive easily, with a ready smile, which is all the more reason, to never ever let them down. After all, I am who I am for them. And without them, I am quite nothing.
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