A few days ago, I was having lunch with my co-teachers. We were reminiscing the old days, and started mentioning some of my old classmates.
After lunch, the principal, who overheard our conversation reminded us not to talk about students publicly- even if it was good.
I felt guilty that day.
Today, my younger brother met one of my students. He told him some of the stories that happens in my class. My brother told him how he was performing. It wasn’t very good.
Again, I felt the guilt. It gotten bigger.
Many years have I tried to keep secrets. Many times, I failed. Now, I feel the dire need to keep my mouth shut more than ever. I need to keep secrets- especially that of my students.