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A Teacher's Memory! WOW!!!!!!!

Has it ever happened with you when you are at a function and you see someone and there is this thing in your head that you've seen that person before. Try as hard as you may to recall but you can't help nor can you stop thinking about it.Where? Where have I seen her? And then suddenly that very person comes up to you and greets you. You greet them back but you are still unable to figure out the context.  Finally the bell in your mind rings to make you realise that the person is none other than your nursery teacher!

Well, this is exactly what happened with me last night :)  And the best and most shocking part of this whole episode was when after a lot of persuasion from my Mom I spoke to my teacher, she recognised me the second she heard my name. I mean it's been almost 15 years now! I wonder how a teacher can remember her students so well. The happiness I experienced in that moment when she said she remembered me very well was totally priceless yaar.

Now there are 2 main reasons why I decided to post this. Firstly because I am amazed and overjoyed by the fact that our teachers have the memory and the ability to remember and identify hundreds or even maybe thousands of their students with a great clarity. God I salute them for that!

The second reason being my hesitation to talk to her. I mean what if I'd not interacted with her? I would have never found out that she actually remembered me the way I remembered her. Anyways, all I can say is that if you ever experience anything like this, don't waste your time in thinking and hesitating. Just go up to that person and ask them ,hey! "Hey! How do I know you?" Trust me, you'll be more than happy to find out.

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