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(Members may please submit jokes or some funny incidents relating to our school days.)
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We were in 8th
Std, and on Teachers’ Day, we had the opportunity to teach
the class, while our teacher
would watch
and enjoy. As usual, I was the first one to volunteer.
I wrote six
words on the black board and turned back to see that a hand
was raised, it was our teacher,
Mr. N.Rama
Rao.
“Mr.Rama Rao
please stand up and clear your doubt” I said.
He dutifully
stood up and said “Sir, you have mis-spelt that word”
One of the
words written was ‘IMMEDEATLY’
“Sit down
Mr. Rama Rao, it is not only that word that is mis-spelt,
all the words are, this is a spelling test”
The whole
class roared in laughter. And poor Mr. Rama Rao had to wait
for one more day to take revenge. |
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Mrs Ranganathan was teaching a very serious lesson one day. When, suddenly she let out a resounding sneeze. Involuntarily, as if out of control I said “God bless you” I could see her face redden in anger, when she let out another, more resounding sneeze. Then the whole class in unison said “God bless you madam” She smiled, and that saved me from definite punishment.
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Mr.M.V.Prasad, whose roll number is 1 is a jolly good man. We call him No.1 or even affectionately, ‘No one'. Recently, we saikorians in Vizag had arranged a get together along with families. As usual, we were enjoying the party, but felt that the ladies were being neglected. We proposed that U.Shekar (547) go and engage the ladies for some time. Shekar, as a responsible saikorian, with a glint in his eyes that matches the greys in his beard went to Mrs.M.V.Prasad and said
“So, you are no one's wife?”
The poor lady was shocked, but was followed by a loud laughter from the rest of the ladies, which has broken the ice and they too joined the party.
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I was stranded in Vizag Railway station due to some strike and was told that the next train would leave after 12 hours. Not knowing what to do, I went to the nearby internet kiosk and opened our ‘saikors' site to see if I can get any body I know at Vizag. I found a phone number of Ravi (name changed to hide his identity) of my batch. I immediately rang up that number.
“Hallo” said a female voice the other end.
“Hallo, madam, I am Madhusudan Reddy, a saikorian, can I speak to Ravi?”
“Oh, but sorry, he went to jail”
Jail? I gulped down my surprise and asked “But madam, when did it happen, when did he go?”
“This morning, some people had come and took him there in a hurry”
“Oh sorry madam, but is there anyway I can contact him there?”
“Yes, you can contact him in his cell”
Not knowing what to say further, I put down the phone and decided to go and see Ravi at the jail to offer some moral support. After enquiring the directions, I reached the jail by an auto.
There, I found that some massive construction work was on. And I had a great laugh after I came to know that Ravi was actually a contractor and was building a part of the jail. And “You can contact him in his cell” meant his cell phone.
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Remember Mr. Green? He was a very jovial teacher from U.K.
One day, our Principal, made an announcement, in the assembly "The staff and students would like to congratulate Mr. Green on his forthcoming marriage."
I couldn’t stand the anxiety to ask Mr. Green, so when he came to teach us in our class, I asked him “ Sir, our Principal had announced your fourth marriage, then what about your first three?”
He laughed out so loud that his face turned from pink to our school colour- maroon.
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Mr. Ch.Satyanarayana, our 8th class Biology teacher had a standard dialogue to scare the boys. On day, as most of the boys have not completed the home work, he got very wild. He made us stand on the benches, and then came his favorite “This is the last chance I am giving and if you still repeat this again, I'll put the Principal before you.”
chanakya rakesh (2781) saikorian_2781@yahoo.co.in
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Our Biology teacher, was trying to grill into our class on ‘Observation’. He pulled out a jar of yellow-coloured liquid and said. “ this is the urine of the cows in our dairy farm, in biology, one must be very observant to colour, taste and sight.”
After saying this, he dipped his finger into the jar of that yellow-coloured liquid, and to our amasement, put it into his mouth. And passed on the jar to the class to do the same.
We were disgusted but could not say no. Every one of us dipped our finger and tasted the liquid.
After the last boy had finished, the biology teacher shook his head and said.” If you were observant, you would have noticed that I put my 2nd finger into the jar and my 3rd finger into my mouth."
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Mr. Sharma, our English teacher was expecting his first baby to be delivered in some hospital in Vizayanagaram. Some of us accompanied him to the hospital as he was feeling very tense.
As we entered the doctor’s chamber, we found that the doctor was listening closely into a transistor.
He was listening to a running commentary of a test match between West Indies and India.
Mr. Sharma asked. “ Doctor, How’s it going?”.
"Fine," came the answer, "We've got two out already and hope to have the rest out before lunch. The last one was a duck..
One should see the shock on Mr. Sharma’s face.
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