The role of teachers in the life of pupils is very important while imparting knowledge. I was in a dilemma of not knowing what to do because I was under pressure from my parents.
My precious teacher, Mrs. Amoo, was a great teacher that supported every student in one or two challenges in their various subjects. I was not conversant with mathematics and I have disciplined parents who don't condone a lackadaisical attitude from any child. I failed mathematics and it was the only subject that I failed to pass. My Father frowned at it and I was not welcomed by my parents because of that, there was nothing I did that was accepted by him again.
This called attention to Mrs. Amoo to do something about it because I was not the only one who failed the subject, we were many. Only a few people passed it. Mathematics is a subject that concerns everyone, no matter the course you are doing you must know the basic principles of mathematics before you can move forward.
Mrs. Amoo took the problem of pupils as her responsibility by creating time after school hours to teach students that are ready to learn. She was doing it free of charge with the hope that no one knows tomorrow.
After several years in service, Mrs. Amoo retired from the service and was sick and taken to the hospital for treatment. Upon getting there, she was diagnosed that she needed to be under a doctor's watch for some time in the hospital and she had no money to settle the hospital bills. It was her acquaintance that brought her to the hospital for treatment when she was unconscious and left the hospital with the hope that they would come and pay for the treatment. First of all, doctors attended to give her first aid, and when they discovered that no one showed up to ask for her they stopped treatment. Later, she was moved to the general ward where other women were receiving treatments. After some time, she was told to leave the hospital bed for those that were ready to pay and move to one side of the hospital ward on the floor.
After a couple of days, the Chief Medical Officer of the same hospital was moving around the ward. He spotted Mrs. Amoo where she was on the spread cloth on the floor.
"Please, Madam. I am very sorry to disturb you. Are you Mrs. Amoo that was teaching at ST. Patrick Grammar School Gbongan early 1980s?" Said the chief medical officer.
She was reluctant to respond to him. "Yes, I am the one. Is there anything I have done wrong?" Mrs. Amoo asked.
"No, But can you still recognize my face?" The Chief Medical Officer asked.
Mrs. Amoo was looking at him with surprise. "No, I don't know you. But if you don't mind, you can bail me out."
"Hmmm, it has been a while since we saw each other. I am one of your students JJ Boy, the one you prefer to call Jide Jend." Said the chief medical officer.
Mrs. Amoo exclaimed.
"Oh! It is you but you have changed. I can't recognize you again." "Although twenty children can not play for twenty years without separation."
"But you don't change ma, only age is on your side. What about your children? Where are they? Nurse, let me see her case file. Said the chief medical officer."
Nurse responded.
"Alright, Sir."
And she went to bring the file.
Mrs. Amoo nodded.
"Hmmm, my children hired a caregiver to take care of me whenever they are away, but I sent her away. I insist that I don't want anyone to take care of me, I can take care of myself. Eh, I don't know that it would be like this."
It is okay. Don't stress yourself again.
"Oh! BP is checked, and PCV is also normal. Please move her to the private ward. I want an updated report on her case." Said the chief medical officer.
After he left, Mrs. Amoo was worried about the payments of her outstanding bills.
"Nurse! A minute, please. I hope the management does not complain about my outstanding bills." Mrs. Amoo was curious.
"No, Dr. JJ is the owner of this hospital and he has talked to the management about your situation, and they have waived all outstanding bills because you are his Precious teacher." Nurse replied.
Mrs. Amoo cuts in.
"Oh, you don't mean it! Eh, thank him for me. I should not bother paying any money again. God, I thanked you. So I can still reap the fruit of my labor."
After Mrs. Amoo gets better, Dr. JJ moves her to his house pending the time Mrs. Amoo's children return home.
The End