"Teacher's Tapestry: A Journey Through Primary School Memories"

In my primary school _ My first childhood memory,

Entering kindergarten _ My first experience without parents.

When I was scared of the school uniform _ I didn’t realize that there was someone special in school.

When my eyes were shedding _ That special person kept me on her lap.

The undeleted pictures of Maharaja Sibi in my brain _ The first history lesson taught by her.

When my tiny brain struggled to differentiate ‘>‘ and ‘<’ _ Marked her beginning of carving my talent.

The day I misspelled a Tamil word _ The day she yelled at me for the first time.

The day I made collections of poems _ I realized that her yelling had skilled me.

The day I am writing this _ Pictures her as a sculptor of my ability.

This legend I speak of with utmost glee,

Is none other than my primary school teacher, you see!