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Education system teaches students to work more on material and less on people. Weapons are not only on the border of China and India but in every class and every house. We tell students to be the best in the whole class and that too to every child. How is it possible? We have books which teach us opposite of night is day, opposite of man is woman, opposite of sun is moon and opposite of servant is master. But if we will see these words in context of practical world they are complimentary. I think they compete each other. Just to teach a concept of grammar we teach students to make comparison and these words are locked in human mind for whole life. One such comparison I saw few days back as the headlines of a newspaper. “Girls are leading the race and scoring the highest marks in Class XII”. Was there any gender based competition going on? How does it matter? Teach students to identify people on the base of their talent not on gender. I saw a picture in one of the books o

It has been a year I passed my 12th grade and began a new journey of my life, but the memories of Oxford Public School have not yet faded. It has been a long journey with some ups and downs, a lot many things a child experiences in his school days - bunking a class, roaming around the corridors, standing outside Principal’s office, parents being called for annual report and what not. I am pretty sure most you might have experienced all of this, but to everyone’s surprise all of this never happened with me because my mother teaches in OPS. I find this blog the right platform where I can explain how it is to be a teacher’s ward. It is definitely fun. You are neither ghar ka na ghat ka :D . Classmates see you as a potential tale-teller and teachers expect you to be a perfect student!  I always studied in the school where my mother taught and for a year she was my class teacher too. So in my 15 years of schooling, I never missed her. We literally spent 24 hours together under th

I am lost Help me find my way Let’s get out of this all Far away ……. Somewhere where there’s peace There is no one to tell you your boundaries Let’s be ourselves. Let’s not pretend to be the BEST…….. I wanna be free I wanna fly With no restrictions, no rules, no regulations …… I wanna tell the world who am I I wanna fly high …… Wanna fight the FEARS Wanna get rid of TEARS I am fighting my war outside but Day by day “BREAKING” inside……. Thoughts everyday running out in my mind Questions raising, HOW                              WHEN                           WHY I know the answers of none but I’ll figure out because I AM A STRONG GIRL … I am going deeper inside myself to find a new me…. The one who is bold, strong and carefree. I am standing on a seashore, trying to see an end. But then I realize it’s never gonna end ….. Let’s hold hand in hand and jump into the river of INNOCENCE Let’s stop

The title is indeed apt for my write up. Oxford is not just an elite school, its’ a royal family. I am extremely happy to be able to express my feelings towards my family through this blog post. The year 2007 was one of the best years of my life. It was 15 th of March when I joined Oxford Public School. First day can be frightening and I was nervous too. But the environment was so encouraging, all the educators were so dedicated towards their students. Everyone helped a new teacher like me, even the students – I was on cloud nine! Everything was so good! Continuing my journey in the school I made great friends, learned many new concepts of teaching and became part of this huge family. More importantly, Oxford became an integral part of my life. At Oxford, the students don’t just learn, they grow – mentally as well as emotionally. The senior administration including Principal Ma’am, Vice Principal Ma’am and Sudesh Ma’am have made this possible. They make sure that the educat