This one is for my class of Creators and their Creativity:
As you take another step and create your dreams of a future
outside school, I sit here and create spirals of memories down the lane.
My second group of Nursery, my
children with whom I moved to Kindergarten – Kavya, Tejas, Dylan, Aryaman,
Ambica, Mridul and the others. Why I
call you creators is because you let your wings of creativity spread and soar
high at all times. Visuals of our choice
time seem like yesterday. Tejas sitting in one of the
classroom corners, creating buildings and bridges with wooden blocks and not to
forget his never ending train. Kavya’s little fingers dipped in paint and I
have yet to see a brighter sun than what I witnessed on her paper sheet. Failed
to understand the logic behind a sun always rising from the earth. Each and
every bit of paper would take a form and shape, streamers, flowers, rakhis,
boats and aeroplanes. Muddy hands mixing
water in the sand and offering this as ice cream, a beautiful and serene temple
being created in the sand pit and fallen flowers adorning the temple peak. Your
questions obliterated the lines between
real and imaginary world.
Many will still remember our lotus flower formation and
presentation for Hamara Manch. The entire process began with placing a lotus
flower in a bowl of water and keeping it in the group during our circle time.
While some of you observed the flower, its colour, the stem underneath, others
touched and felt it or wanted to smell it. The flower remained in our group for
the next few days and you saw the petals opening wider and wider. Discussions
in the circle time, followed by steps and movements and finally our lotus
flower formation. This was your beginning
of creating goals, aspirations and strengths…..
Which is your favourite spot and what do you like to do there.....
“My favourite spot is the bamboo bushes. When I get bored, I go there. I talk to the bamboos and I think, the rustle
of the leaves is its language. I usually
like to sit there when there is noone out there. When someone shouts and
screams and the noise is echoing all over, the beauty of the bamboos slowly rustling will just be nice. That's how I
feel. Oh, and that's why I like the
bamboo bushes.”
Expressed by one of you when in Class V and I cherish the
photocopied A 4 sheet.
Each one of you has grown over the years, and I have often seen
you walk around the school, but in my heart I have captured those images and
memories of Nursery, Kindergarten and primary school years .
Eyes are moist but the heart is warm with wishes and blessings as
you take parts of this institute with you and leave yourselves in our thoughts.
What most of us have created is a sense of pride and being blessed
for having your energies around us.
All the best to each one of you!
