To melvin sir

i dunno where he is or i'd show him all this but i guess it's time to get it out of my system

for those who don't know. Melvin was my lecturer at coll and me and my frenz were very fond of him not only coz he was a fun lec but a great fren to us. but then he left coz he got a better job. he left with promises to keep in touch and so on and so forth...


I still remember the first time I saw you, I thought to myself “Oooh! a smart chap but how good is his teaching?”. Everytime you told our class that we were a “good class” I thought that you were just buttering us up big time to get us o listen to you. Experience from school had taught me that the good looking teachers were not usually the best at teaching, and the more a teacher tried to boost us, it generally meant that the teacher couldn’t handle us and was trying to soften us a bit.
But as time passed I realized that you were not like the rest of the teachers- I mean, you really knew your subject and you were pretty good at keeping our attention. I respected and admired you and more than anything else you were a great friend. I still tell my mom that to me you were more of a friend than a teacher. I think I spoke to you more outside the class, in the corridor, the canteen, and in the department than in the class. When I heard that you were leaving I didn’t want to believe it, but I had to. After that everytime I met you, I wanted to say something but I didn’t know what to say and how to say what I felt. You also seemed to be pretty upset and I was really at a loss of words. Generally I’m better at expressing my thoughts on paper than by word of mouth, but this time I’m still struggling. There’s so much to say, but… I don’t know what to say.
All the best for your future and whatever happens please be in touch. And I swear that your definitely one of the best teachers I’ve ever had.



and it doesn't end there...


After the first meeting I thought
“He’s strict but seems fun”.
After the next few classes
“ Hey, he’s a good teacher”.
A few months later, I told my mom
“ Ma, he’s friend, not a teacher”.
But now, more than a year later
You are a part of my college life
It’s hard to imagine the department
Without your jolly self.

A teacher in the class
A friend, philosopher, and guide outside it.
I learnt more than just microbiology
And it’s all thanks to you.
Lessons in life and friendship
Were learnt not only from peers
But also from your “talks” with us.


You didn’t preach or advise or counsel
[ I think that’s what made us listen]
You heard us out and were very patient.
You were there when we needed you.
This is what made you so special
Encouraging us when we were down.
Pushing us forward when we stepped back.
Giving us a boost when our spirits were low.
You were there through and through.
And this is what makes parting more difficult!


oh yeah!! there's more....


You pushed us front when we stepped back.
You said we were the best whom no one could attack.
You gave us our boost, you were tonic.
You pep talks were the one that gave us our kick.
You made us dance, you helped us run.
We slogged in class and under the sun.
We often cursed and criticized you
For making us do more than our due.
But underneath it all, we still cared.
We’re grateful to you for just being there.
Our good times and bad, we shared with you
And that was not all, our food too!
As you leave us we hope and pray
For a bright future, what else can we say?
With tears in our eyes and emotions stirred
Just one last thing, “Thank you Sir!”