The school and the teachers I'm proud of

All the way from Mumbai, taking my TC n other documents traveling down to chennai was actually a better experience than what awaited the next few years.
 It starts with my school, four guys sitting in the order of their increasing heights, starting with the youngest and the shortest KID on the left to the oldest n the tallest on the extreme right. All appeared very silent after seeing THE COMPUTER ROOM. None of them spoke to each other but all the four had the same thought that they will have access to computers after they get admission in the school.
                 I was continually looking at the computer and trying to make out what was happening in the room by seeing through the dark glass screen fitted in the door frame. But all i could see was a few moving students and the computers in the room. I noticed a kid of my age looking at us through the same glass screen from the computer room. He was trying to tease us by making odd faces.
               The bell rings and the computer room's door opens. A very fair n thin guy, wearing a white color shirt as if he was hanging in the shirt comes out, surprisingly he was the same guy who was trying to tease us. Oh my god!! someone calls out my name. My heart starts beating faster than the normal, eyes staring at everyone in fear and suddenly someone calls me by my name again. I rushed to the person. He gave me a paper and a pen asking me to solve out questions on the paper. He was no one else than T.S. Sir. He spoke to me in tamil and English but there was no reply from me as i didn't know both of these languages. And what i found on the paper appeared very strange to me as i never had them in my school. I don't know how i got through the test after scribbling something on the paper.   ...