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Panchu Sir
#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge. But that happened when we visited our ancestral house in Dandirhat village beside the Ichhamati river.
The actual fun happened during our school days. I still remember the pranks we played on our friends and teachers.
Talking of pranks, the name that comes foremost into my mind is that of our history teacher Panchu. Of course it was not his real name, but god knows why, he was universally known as Panchu, sometimes mispronounced as 'Pencho'. Even the teachers sometimes made the mistake of calling him Panchu.
Once our Maths teacher called one of the boys and said, "Your Panchu Sir was complaining today that you address him as 'Panchu'? May I know why?" His nickname was that popular.
Panchu had the dirty habit of spitting when he talked. The front benchers used to bring big handkerchiefs to guard their faces. Once a girl, who forgot to bring her handkerchief, opened an umbrella in front of her face to save herself from Panchu's 'molecules'! I shall never forget that incident.
As a guard Panchu was a blessing to the students. During exams he would settle down in his chair and go to sleep, while the students happily cheated. So, it was natural that they always prayed for Panchu as their guard.
Panchu was once locked up inside the washroom by Probal. It happened like this.
We had forgotten that we had a history test on that day. It was Som who first remembered during the tiffin time.
"Don't we have a history test today?" he asked.
"Who said?" asked Probal, bouncing a ball on the floor.
"Panchu, who else?" replied Som.
"Yes, I remember now," recalled Sami. "But I forgot to prepare for it!"
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I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge. But that happened when we visited our ancestral house in Dandirhat village beside the Ichhamati river.
The actual fun happened during our school days. I still remember the pranks we played on our friends and teachers.
Talking of pranks, the name that comes foremost into my mind is that of our history teacher Panchu. Of course it was not his real name, but god knows why, he was universally known as Panchu, sometimes mispronounced as 'Pencho'. Even the teachers sometimes made the mistake of calling him Panchu.
Once our Maths teacher called one of the boys and said, "Your Panchu Sir was complaining today that you address him as 'Panchu'? May I know why?" His nickname was that popular.
Panchu had the dirty habit of spitting when he talked. The front benchers used to bring big handkerchiefs to guard their faces. Once a girl, who forgot to bring her handkerchief, opened an umbrella in front of her face to save herself from Panchu's 'molecules'! I shall never forget that incident.
As a guard Panchu was a blessing to the students. During exams he would settle down in his chair and go to sleep, while the students happily cheated. So, it was natural that they always prayed for Panchu as their guard.
Panchu was once locked up inside the washroom by Probal. It happened like this.
We had forgotten that we had a history test on that day. It was Som who first remembered during the tiffin time.
"Don't we have a history test today?" he asked.
"Who said?" asked Probal, bouncing a ball on the floor.
"Panchu, who else?" replied Som.
"Yes, I remember now," recalled Sami. "But I forgot to prepare for it!"
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