After reading Josephyna post on My Favorite Teacher, it evolved nostalgic memories about growing up and my mind raced back to the teachers I have met in my life and the one I have tagged my favorite teacher is Rotimi Ilesanmi.
Dear Mr Ilesanmi,
It has been how many years now??? Should be 8 years since I last saw you. I was home for the holidays in my first year at the University. How we managed to see, I cannot remember now but we met at the new school you have been transferred to. We caught up on how life has treated us since we last saw 3 years after my high school graduation. It was a beautiful reunion. And yes I still learnt something from you that day: Persistence is the sustainable key to success.
I remembered vividly when I was in S.S.S 1 and I learnt you were my class teacher, I could not hide my tears because rumor had it that you were one of the meanest teachers in the Senior School. I know I am the gentle type but I do not trust my mouth not to land me in trouble.
I remember the first day you flogged me for been one of the noisy ones in class. Oh, how I hated you that day. I thought life couldn’t be more meaner. But before term 2, you discovered me and appointed me as the Assistant Class Captain.
In S.S.S 2, you became my English Language teacher and from that moment I discovered my love for the language and even deeper love for it with the way you deliver it, relating it to every life experience. Your jokes, and your love for the subject you teach endear me to you more. Whenever I perform poor in your test, you call me and scold me and then put me through what I need to do. You will always tell me, ‘You cannot have your champion failing.’
You appointed me as the Class Captain in S.S.S 2/3 instilling in me leadership traits. I was bullied and threatened by the big boys in class especially when I report them for misconduct. You taught me how to handle such people and this saw me through life up till this day.
When I was confused on the choice of course to study in the University, you told me to follow my dreams and passion and not follow the crowd. I am glad I did.
I am glad Providence brought you my way. The three years under your tutelage shaped me into the woman I have become today and I pray that the peace of the Lord will never depart from you all the days of your life. God bless you richly obe…ochili….your famous way of hailing us.
Akingboye Abosede Deborah
Class of 2006
Shams-el-deen Grammar School, Ikorodu