He was a teacher par excellence, not a trained one. He had evolved his own
methods of teaching on which people can do PhD now.
Evenings he used to take outside classrooms and read stories from Chandamama
and other story books sitting under a tree.
He had a question hour where he will ask questions pertaining to subjects
taught and the person who does not answer will move physically with bag
down the line; again if does well in the second round can move up something like snake and ladder
.
He was a highly principled man and strict disciplinarian. Caning finger knuckles
was his usual way of punishing. But spared girls but used to ask fellow girls
to pinch the ear lobes of errant females. I also received the taste of his cane
once for not having done home work and telling lie in defense. He was
equally strict with his children also.
In the evenings he used write accounts in a shop in the town.
Later his son became my science teacher in High School. He was also
chip of old block. Whenever we go to his house ask for teacher his wife
will question ' which teacher you want senior or junior?'
When we had some unexpected problems from our neighbors he came
to our house to give moral support to my father.
