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Shrinking minds in an expanding universe

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I picked up a 20-year-old young man the other day from a nearby town at his mother’s request. It was a cool evening and, as is my habit in pleasant weathers, I had lowered the windows of the car and switched off the air-conditioner. The boy got in on the front seat beside me and made himself comfortable by repositioning the seat and its back. Then he pushed the switch of the AC and turned its knob to the maximum. I decided to wait for him to switch it off himself after realizing that I wasn’t going to shut the windows. But he didn’t. So I switched off the AC and let the evening’s soothing air waft in from the lush green vegetation on both sides of the village road. The birds had already settled in their roosts and the crickets hadn’t started their eerie chirp. I love the evenings in Kerala’s countryside including the eeriness lent by the crickets.

The young man beside me was an utter bore, however. He pulled out his headphone from somewhere, fixed it to his ears, started up something on his mobile phone and let his soul shrink into his little world.

As a teacher who is in constant touch with 17-year-olds, I am all too familiar with the soul-shrinking activities of today’s youngsters. I start teaching and they start shrinking. They have their own private conversations or they just go to sleep with their heads down on their desks. Nothing elicits their interest, apparently. I try umpteen things. Leave the textbook and mount the political bandwagon. Embrace the environment and Greta Thunberg. Hobnob with Albert Einstein’s God who doesn’t play dice. Tug at the philosophical implications of Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle. Nothing stirs. The shrunken little world of my young students recalcitrantly refuses to expand.

Once I asked one of those young students why he and his friends behaved like this. He was visibly flabbergasted. “What’s wrong with our behaviour?” He asked me. When I explained to him that they weren’t doing what students should be doing in classes, his answer was, “You teach, sir. We won’t stop you from doing that.” Leave us to ourselves – that was the implication.

You do your job and leave us to our own affairs. That’s the attitude. In that little world of theirs, there is no question of any sensitivity. No concern for what is right and wrong, what is moral and what is not, what is light and what is dark.

That is why, when I got a chance to address the whole school today in the morning assembly, I chose the topic of ‘Shrinking minds in an expanding universe.’ Do you think the speech made any difference in the behaviour of my students? I got some meaningful smiles from those who generally attend my classes seriously. The rest stayed confined to their shrunken worlds. I am no Cicero or Mark Antony, I console myself. But I am free to let my imagination soar in the interstellar spaces of the billionth galaxy out there. That’s enough for me.

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  1. Hari OM
    I sense the exasperation! And sympathise... (empathise?... relate?...)... YAM xx

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    1. Covid and the online classes had a huge impact on children. Mobile phones govern them now.

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  2. I bee there a lot of galaxy out there.
    Coffee is on, and stay safe.

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  3. I can fully relate to what you are saying. I have myself taken classes for students. In my office, I have youngsters in their 20s and 30s. They are all very different from what I was, or what people of my generation were, when we were of their age.
    They are all growing up or they have all grown up in a world that is very different from what we have grown up in. Their frames of references are all very different from those of our times.
    All said and done, coping with different value systems are challenging, no doubt.

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    1. I understand those differences and have come to terms with them too for the time being. But I can't take them for long. So I'm leaving the teaching profession at the end of this year.

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    2. a student from class 12 cAugust 22, 2023 at 8:50 PM

      It's clear that you've been through a lot while teaching us. However, before you make a final decision to leave the teaching profession, consider a few perspectives:
      Remember the positive impact you can have on our lives. Your experience and insights from a different time can have provided us with a broader perspective. You are helping us bridge the gap between generations and cultures, which can be immensely valuable.
      While there are generational differences, there's always room for adaptation and understanding. Engaging in open conversations with us about values and viewpoints might help you better relate to us. This could be a valuable learning experience for both sides.
      Just as you're navigating through the world, we are also adjusting to your expectations. By working with us, you have a chance to shape our understanding of the past and how it has influenced the present. Your insights can be invaluable in helping us gain a broader perspective.
      Teaching is not only about the present; it's also about leaving a lasting impact. The knowledge you impart, the relationships you build, and the understanding you foster can create a legacy that lasts beyond your immediate time in the profession.
      Your life experiences and wisdom can be incredibly valuable to our young minds trying to navigate the complexities of the world.
      Ultimately, the decision is yours, and you should prioritize your well-being and happiness. But before making a final call, take a moment to reflect on the positive aspects of teaching and the potential you have to make a difference in our lives

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  4. another student for class 12 cAugust 22, 2023 at 9:12 PM

    I understand that you think that your duty is over like Mr. lamb from today’s lesson, but unlike money, knowledge goes with you when you die. So spread your wisdom and knowledge to us and the coming generation until your last breath, because if my passion was to teach it would be my dream to die while I was teaching.

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