Particularly the few whose benevolence was unparalleled. The one or two who, despite all your puerile shenanigans, never gave up on you, lovingly treated you like their own offspring and played a pivotal part in transforming you from an ignoble infantile liability to a dignified elephantine national asset. The thoughtful guides who selflessly opened your eyes to the potential locked in you and were unstintingly instrumental in drawing it out for your benefit.
Of course, occasionally you would have borne the brunt of firm discipline, something you would not have appreciated because of your subdued level of maturity. As you look back and reflect on the moments when they did not spare the rod, you can’t help but feel indebted to those teachers and probably your face spontaneously lights up with smiles of gratitude. Deep down your heart, you are convinced of this fact; those strict teachers were not the proverbial foxes in charge of a hen house but considerate souls!
