It is always a delightful surprise when I get a call from one of my former students. It is lovely to hear them share with me their joys and achievements, and occasionally, their sorrows. There is nothing more satisfying than knowing that somehow one managed to make a difference in someone’s life. Having been a teacher practically all my life, I can never think of any other job that would have given me greater satisfaction. Of course, I had difficult students and difficult situations, but I would not have it otherwise if I had to start life all over again. I used to write comments on the assignments that were submitted and I never know how they were received until one batch of my students complained that I did not care for them enough because I do not comment on their assignments! The best thing that happened to me as a teacher was when a class that was graduating gave me a little hand written booklet which contained drawing of the crazy things that happened in my class and the last page of the booklet was a ‘wall of friendship’ where every brick carried the signature of one of the students of the class. I cannot ask for greater riches than the affection and regard my students gave me, and continue to remember me.