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To my Biology teacher.
Dear madam;
I still remember the first day you walked into our class. Everyone was elated mostly by your beauty. You wore a great tight-fitting miniskirt, I will lie if I say I remembered its color. A nice turtleneck top, maroon in color. Your high heels might have altered your stuttering walking style. You walked like a pop star prancing on a red carpet and you wore a gorgeous smile that was easily contagious. "Good morning class, are you all fine? I am Madam Caro Alako and I'll be your Biology teacher. Are you happy for me? ( the whole class answered with a yes that echoed through the whole school compound) Am also happy to meet you and I look forward to helping you get the best grades in Bio, do you love Biology? " Again everyone said yes including students who showed little interest in the subject. There you went ahead to teach on transpiration and excretion in plants, a topic I still don't know how you made so enjoyable. Of course, I outdid myself, listened keenly, head tilted at an angle, nodding at every point that hit home and asking questions some that were not even necessary but it was nice stealing your attention with every little chance that came about. I still loved how you struggled to pronounce my sir name, and every time I raised my hand you requested me to repeat it to you. You did not get it at all, but I was fine with the effort you put in, and it sounded just fine. A 45 mins lesson felt like a 15 mins lesson. I had irrevocably fallen in love with you.
At the end of the first week, I had come to your office several times asking for guidance on how to answer this and that question and why this answer is not the correct one for this and that question. You must have loved this boy who was so hooked on creating an impression because you always received me with open arms.
With time, I was your best friend in the entire school that you chatted with me on almost anything and we could make jokes and laugh. This did not stop you from fuming at me when I dropped in your subject. I would read Biology every day and revise my notes well so that I don't disappoint you when you could ask questions on the recap of yesterday's lesson. But little did I know that I was just helping myself the most.
It came at a time when I started to fluctuate so badly in all my subjects. You attributed this to my romantic relationships with girls. And yes you were right, I was getting a lot of admiration from girls around the school as I had got much fame from the comedy In drama festivals that I represented my school in. You tried to help me tame the behavior but little did you know that I enjoyed it when you were concerned with my love life. I even thought you felt jealous of me having other girls in my life. I wish you told me the truth now that there's nothing that can change."Were you really interested in me?" You really cared, calling and interrogating me, giving me revision books, and sometimes giving me some money to buy a soda - mostly when you felt you were being hard on me. Some students got jealous of the attention you gave me, calling me "son" and inquiring about me every time. I must admit you made my life enjoyable and I kept looking forward to the next class of Bio. My love and admiration were so real to you and in the end, I passed my examinations well scoring a straight A in your subject. You must have been really happy when you saw my name on the top students' list. I still feel guilty for not bringing my gratitude present to you. I hope still one day I will do. But I just wanted to say thank you my heavenly send teacher.🙏
Yours loved student,
Collins Muricho.
© prinz wahlite
I still remember the first day you walked into our class. Everyone was elated mostly by your beauty. You wore a great tight-fitting miniskirt, I will lie if I say I remembered its color. A nice turtleneck top, maroon in color. Your high heels might have altered your stuttering walking style. You walked like a pop star prancing on a red carpet and you wore a gorgeous smile that was easily contagious. "Good morning class, are you all fine? I am Madam Caro Alako and I'll be your Biology teacher. Are you happy for me? ( the whole class answered with a yes that echoed through the whole school compound) Am also happy to meet you and I look forward to helping you get the best grades in Bio, do you love Biology? " Again everyone said yes including students who showed little interest in the subject. There you went ahead to teach on transpiration and excretion in plants, a topic I still don't know how you made so enjoyable. Of course, I outdid myself, listened keenly, head tilted at an angle, nodding at every point that hit home and asking questions some that were not even necessary but it was nice stealing your attention with every little chance that came about. I still loved how you struggled to pronounce my sir name, and every time I raised my hand you requested me to repeat it to you. You did not get it at all, but I was fine with the effort you put in, and it sounded just fine. A 45 mins lesson felt like a 15 mins lesson. I had irrevocably fallen in love with you.
At the end of the first week, I had come to your office several times asking for guidance on how to answer this and that question and why this answer is not the correct one for this and that question. You must have loved this boy who was so hooked on creating an impression because you always received me with open arms.
With time, I was your best friend in the entire school that you chatted with me on almost anything and we could make jokes and laugh. This did not stop you from fuming at me when I dropped in your subject. I would read Biology every day and revise my notes well so that I don't disappoint you when you could ask questions on the recap of yesterday's lesson. But little did I know that I was just helping myself the most.
It came at a time when I started to fluctuate so badly in all my subjects. You attributed this to my romantic relationships with girls. And yes you were right, I was getting a lot of admiration from girls around the school as I had got much fame from the comedy In drama festivals that I represented my school in. You tried to help me tame the behavior but little did you know that I enjoyed it when you were concerned with my love life. I even thought you felt jealous of me having other girls in my life. I wish you told me the truth now that there's nothing that can change."Were you really interested in me?" You really cared, calling and interrogating me, giving me revision books, and sometimes giving me some money to buy a soda - mostly when you felt you were being hard on me. Some students got jealous of the attention you gave me, calling me "son" and inquiring about me every time. I must admit you made my life enjoyable and I kept looking forward to the next class of Bio. My love and admiration were so real to you and in the end, I passed my examinations well scoring a straight A in your subject. You must have been really happy when you saw my name on the top students' list. I still feel guilty for not bringing my gratitude present to you. I hope still one day I will do. But I just wanted to say thank you my heavenly send teacher.🙏
Yours loved student,
Collins Muricho.
© prinz wahlite
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