When I stood Against the wrong: Protest at School

social-issues-protest-protester-protested-stay-stays-rde3195lYes. Seems daring know? Protests in college are a common sight, but protests in school are something totally uncommon. But I and my classmates protested against our school authorities. I was in Sacred Heart Convent School, Chandigarh and  we had nuns who were an example of true strictness.
When we entered twelfth standard we had the same class teacher, the one we had in eleventh standard. She was a good teacher of economics. She was so good at economics that we never needed tuitions for this particular subject. Our classes for twelfth standard had just begun and our class teacher i.e. The economics teacher announced that she was asked by the principal to leave the school because her contract was over. Gosh! We all were in awe because firstly, she was a good teacher and secondly, we had not registered with any of the economics tuition teachers. She told us that our accounts teacher will teach economics from tomorrow onwards. We all were like WTF! Because the accounts teacher was too bad with accounts and if she also teaches Economics we were sure that we will fail in our exams.
It was injustice and my class was a known notorious class. Yes, the teachers used to never take substitutes for our class because we were so notorious that we could do anything. Now all the notorious kids planned to protest. In our eleventh standard we were taught that Japanese protest in a very different way they don’t stop there work and sit instead they work double by putting black bands around there wrist. We all thought it was the right time to learn from Japanese and the very next day we had a roll of black ribbon in our class. Everyone wore the black ribbon on their wrist. We were 50 students in total and the ribbon roll got shot, but then we all believed in sharing so we cut the ribbons and attached them with a stapler.
The next step was that we won’t study for the whole day we packed our bags and kept them aside. We kept our heads on the tables and the protest began. In the meantime, we had our physical education period. Whole school could see 50 girls wearing black ribbons. The principal called our subject teachers and asked them that why we were wearing black ribbons. They told everything to the principal.
Our plan was to go and sit on the stage after the recess, but before we could execute this plan, we had the most senior teachers of our school in our classroom to discuss about your problem. We told them that what we needed, we needed our old economics teacher back. I would also like to commemorate that our English teacher felt proud of us because we stood against the wrong.
The result of our protest was that along with the Economics teacher the accounts teacher was also made to resign. We had new teachers for these subjects. The new accounts teacher was the best teacher and the economics was neither good nor bad. Well! The economics teacher was too good with her nature.
Yes! I and my class protested, we stood against the wrong. But today when I think of all this I just have a smile on my face thinking that we were damn kiddish.

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