Essay on My Favourite Teacher
In my school there are many teachers. Each one teaches us different subjects. Although all of them are fairly good, there is one teacher whom I love and admire the most.
In my school there are many teachers. Each one teaches us different subjects. Although all of them are fairly good, there is one teacher whom I love and admire the most.
Our class was without a science teacher for almost two weeks. The principal assured us that a new teacher would arrive soon and we waited eagerly for him.
Teaching is a noble profession. The teacher is a respected person. In ancient India the teacher had a place of respect next to one’s mother and father. In those days, men of wisdom with unlimited knowledge were teachers. Students used to go in search of such teachers to get educated. ‘
One evening before dinner, the narrator’s father was glancing through the evening paper. Suddenly he let out a cry of surprises. There was news about his first teacher. “Mr. Crossett”. It was surprising news for him. He thought that Mr. Crossett had died at least twenty years. But he was still alive.
Henry Louis Vivian Derozio was born in 1806 of Anglo Indian parents. He received his education at Mr. Drummond's School at Dhurramtolah and showed brilliant promise.