First Day as a Teacher

It was some time before noon on a holiday. I was called on by Munir to his house just to hang around. I was watching something on the TV. Munir was busy instructing Adnan with his studies. He was having a hard time with that. He was unable to control his temper as Adnan was unsuccessful to pick the instructions. I think almost half an hour or so passed through scolding and struggles.
I could not help myself sitting and watching. I went by the place where Adnan was studying. I still remember the place. It was a corner of the veranda just adjacent to the bedroom.
‘Dosto, you will not be able teach him anything in this process,’ I said. ‘Let me try.’
In fact I have no prior experience of house teaching any one. As I was very much fond of the kid I could not help myself but to rescue him for that time.
After some remarks Munir left him with me.
At first I evaluated what he was studying. It was Bangla alphabet. I don’t remember how I did it but he completed his alphabet lesson in one hour or so.
A couple of days passed by. I was offered to instruct Adnan at home, actually it was a request. I never thought of taking such a responsibility as I thought myself a worse teacher. I even told, ‘I don’t know whether I can do it but I can try.’
I think I was successful initially. Later a secret remuneration was fixed for the responsibility. I always hesitated to take that.
With a one and a half years break I house taught him for nine years. With this responsibility during the school days I had to teach him 6 days a week and 2 to 3.5 hours a day.
For this time we were not only busy with studies but chatting joking. I had spent fabulous time with you, Adnan.