A boy who can neither read nor write. A friend
of mishaps. A teacher’s nightmare.
Ridiculed. Despised. Misunderstood even by his roots.
I wouldn’t dream of having a pupil like
this. If I’m lucky enough to have one,
uhm, it surely will be a pain in the head.
Seriously though, it will be a pain in the heart.
I never realized how a child lives in his own
world until I watched this movie. There
certainly are a lot of things going inside a child’s mind, those that we don’t
understand as adults. Comprehending
everything that a child does is synonymous to studying a whole new course of
human behavior. What adults see as
shades of gray, they see as dancing luminous objects.
This movie changed my perspective. Not that I don’t know how to teach. It’s just that sooner or later, I might
become one of the teachers who simply bark at students who cannot readily cope
with the rest. Yes, they have a
point. In a class of 40 or 60 pupils,
how can a teacher take care of each pupil’s needs?
