It was not that we had a personal vendetta against school. We just dislike attending Mr. Aaron's class. Seriously, whenever we walk towards the classroom, dread automatically filled us up and we had to control our urge to run the opposite way. Clearly, we did not have a good impression of him and that quickly happened based on our first lesson together.
In the first week of lessons, we were all slowly getting the feel of our five modules in our new Spring semester and we were incredibly hopeful of our professors. Because, once the teacher we got turned out to be bad, there was no way out and that meant that we have to put extra effort into our learning. And unfortunately for us, we got three completely terrible teachers this semester. Another one was pretty cool and understood what she was teaching us. And the fifth teacher...well...Mr Aaron was not exactly bad at what he does. If anything, he's incredibly knowledgeable about the subject he's teaching. For Mr Aaron's case, he is just...to put it simply...unorthodox.
On the first lesson alone, as he was introducing himself to us, he proudly announced that he owned a pet snake named 'Ana' and then proceeded to softly warn us not to tell anyone. Or he would release a box of cockroaches into the classroom. Shock was an utter understatement to describe how we felt at that point of time. We were completely horrified of this teacher! Obviously, you would think, he probably has a strange sense of humour. Believe us, we all had the benefit of the doubt at first but when he actually brought his pet snake to class the next lesson, we just knew he meant his words. And that included an army of cockroaches invading the classroom.
Over the weeks, lessons with Mr Aaron became more bizarre with each passing week. Sometimes, we wonder if he actually escaped from a mental hospital because there was this time when he asked a question to the whole class and being the passive learners that we were, he was met with silence. As the silence dragged on for a few excruciating seconds, he suddenly went ballistic and thrashed the entire classroom, even throwing a chair onto the glass windows beside us which left a faint crack there. It was ultimately traumatizing and from that day onwards, we had been quite responsive in class.
In spite of all that, I actually appreciated him as a teacher. Well, I'll never admit this out loud to other people otherwise they would think I'm slowly turning into a deranged person like Mr Aaron is currently being. He was not any cookie cutter teacher who gave dry lectures. He actually cared about us digesting what he taught and went out of his way to drill everything that he taught into our heads. One time, I was walking home from school since I lived very near and suddenly, Mr Aaron approached me on his bicycle and brought me to his house which was an isolated canal near an abandoned lot of warehouses. He was probably messing around me for sure. And there, he delivered an exceptionally wonderful lecture, effectively summarizing everything that he taught from day one. To be honest, from his sheer dedication as a teacher, I really respected him then and there.
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