I was worried to go back to
school, not because I was afraid of the earthquake, not because now on wards I
would have been teaching under the tents. I was worried with the fact that many
of my students have lost their homes because of the earthquake and those whose
houses haven't collapsed, also have seen the cracks in their houses they are
living in. Many of my children are still living under tents.
I was learning and planning every
word that I would say to them when I would meet them after the school resumes.
I was researching on how I can
help them, taking different training. In short, I left no stones unturned
May 31st, the school resumed. I
reached my school. I was counting them one by one. Is everyone coming or not?
Gradually, I could see them coming with a big smile on their face. They were
happy to be back at school. Though still some of them were missing, most of my
kids showed up. I was excited as the number had exceeded my expectation.
After few minutes the scenario of
the ground changed. We had all of our students from nursery to grade ten on the
ground under a big tarpaulin. Children were happy meeting their friends after a
long gap. Though some of them were still afraid of the quake, they seemed
excited to share their earthquake tales. Some of them made fun of the quake
moments with their innocent caricatures.
Amid all these, one of my eighth
grader came towards me and shared her realizations that nowadays she reads more
books and tries to find out the reason of earthquake, the structure of the
earth. By now, she has been able to find out that earthquake doesn't harm us
but the infrastructures. She, with a deep sigh shard we, humans have made our
houses without following the guidelines, so we had to face the problem and
added she is researching on the proper way of building houses.
Then what she shared really made
me thank the earthquake, though I don't want even any aftershocks again. She, then
held my hand and told, "Miss, this earthquake made me realize that Gods
don't have any power. We shouldn't believe in God but we should believe in
ourselves. If God was powerful, then he would have of course saved His house from
being collapsed. He neither saved His own house nor ours. But many people came
to help us in our problem."
Listening to her realizations and
her findings thrilled me. Please don't take me negative here. Historical
monuments were our privileges and the destruction has made me sad. They were
the treasures of our nation. Here, what really has touched me is the realization
of my child; that child who used to pray each time to God for her results. I
could see her going to temple every morning before going to give her exams,
even at the day of results and in every other minor incident. She is really
good at her studies but whenever I would congratulate her on her hard work and
success, she used to give all the credit to God and luck.
Shouldn't I be happy now?
Shouldn't I thank the quake when I had been trying to make her realize the same
for last two years? Finally she realized it wasn't the power of God that was
helping her but it the power that was within her that she was being able to put
her effort on her studies and was being able to bring good results.
The disaster gave us sorrow but
it also gave us lessons and new perspectives in life. We looked at the
negatives, but now let's think about the positives that it has given. As far as
my realization, I learnt children are in trauma but amid their fear they also
have learned some positive life lessons. We must tend those sprouting lessons.
Let's not miss finding out what they have learnt.
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