It was
considered a privilege in those days -being the MONITOR of the class. When we
were kids it meant a lot. The black badge with bold white words printed on it
saying 'MONITOR OF …', it brought with it a feeling of superiority.
In most cases, The strongest candidate of the
honor used to be someone with the most
successful experience in being a teacher's pet! I was too but not intentionally
it was because I loved getting appreciation & praise. Popularity &
responsibility comes with the honor. Everybody wanted to be my friend, I
enjoyed it too. There was a competition every week for the title of the most
neat & tidy class. The winner class was given a cardboard made golden star.
My class never won one. But still I was made the monitor for 3 consecutive
years. maybe , NO definitely because of my good grades & participation in
co-curricular activities. My teachers were impressed by me….they often used to call me for minding other classes as
well.
Then I
moved to a new place. In the new school the monitor was also moving to a new
place. The teacher asked who wants to replace her, almost all hands were
up! 4 candidates were chosen &
voting was done. I gained the maximum no. of votes & became the monitor. I
am a human too (news flash!) & I make mistakes. I was a bit hitlerish. It
was a real hard task of minding such a notorious class. There was a girl name
pushpalata in our class. She was fat ( sorry). I came with an not so good idea.
I said whoever will make noise will have to sit with her. There was a long silence. It worked but not for too long.
pushpalata was hurt & she started crying. I still regret & feel
sorry for her.
However in my entire monitor career I had many
cat fights too. Too be honest I was bad at being a monitor. I misused my power.
I became egoistic. Any classmate who used to go against me, I had her boycotted from whole class. As no. of
protestors increased I had to step down.
Thereafter
I never stood for monitorship. But due to my teacher's insistence I once became
discipline monitor. All I did was nothing!
This
was a glimpse of my monitor career & failure in being one.
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