Vocabulary and key words :
fidgeted
air of thrill and enthusiasm
assignment had not been a drudge
particular trait or quality
wish to emulate
crackle of sheets
rapt attention
perspiration
accustomed
not have a flair
two tenures
battalion in counter terrorism
insurgency
arranged for his evacuation
courageous
birds chirped
cars honked
abandon his responsibilities
restore the heritage structure
welled up
selfless
class rose as one, applauding and cheering
uphold the virtues of peace, tolerance and selflessness
Students | Kabir | Mrs. Baruah |
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Students fidgeted and shifted in their seats, and an air of thrill and enthusiasm prevailed.
She addressed an eager class 8 A. All forty hands went up in unison. A crackle of sheets was heard as students hurriedly arranged their pages of their assignments. They were eager to speak in front of their class mates. The class listened in rapt attention as one by one the children spoke about actors, sports stars, politicians and so on. |
When Kabir got up to speak, his hands shook slightly and beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead. He was not accustomed to facing the entire class and speaking aloud. He knew he did not have a flair for making speeches. However, he had worked hard on his assignments and written from the depth of his heart. His assignments were different from the others. It did not focus on one person, profession or quality. Clearing his throat he spoke of : 1. Thirty one year old Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan, an NSG Commando who was courageous. Sandeep Unnikrishnan had made up his mind to join the army when he was 8 years old. |
She gave them a few seconds to settle down, let us begin our lesson for today. Mrs. Baruah beamed Mrs. Baruah said wonderful, you can speak on a profession someone you like and want to be like, a role model or a mentor or talk on a particular trait or quality you admire. Mrs. Baruah was looking down; tears welled up in her eyes. Mrs. Baurah dabbed a handkerchief to her eyes. |
Students | Kabir | Mrs. Baruah |
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By now, every eye was focused on him. Everyone had been allotted three minutes. (At the end of Kabir’s first minute)
Outside birds chirped, cars honked and the younger children enjoyed their recess, but class 8A was oblivious to everything and were all ears listening to Kabir. Swathi’s eyes were moist. The class rose as one, applauding and cheering. |
He served two tenures with his battalion in counter insurgency and counter terrorism operations. He became part of the NSG in January 2007. On the 27th of November 2008 he died in Mumbai fighting terrorists at the Taj Hotel. He and his team entered the hotel and engaged the terrorists in a fierce gunfight. The courageous major chased the terrorists who had escaped to another floor single-handedly. 2. He saved his fellow soldier Gajendra Singh, but was hit by bullets and succumbed to his injuries. Kabir finished his first minute and every eye was focused on him. He used the public announcement system to warn people to escape from a different exit and continued doing so for half an hour risking his own life. 3. He would like to be like Karambir Singh Kang, the noble and loyal General Manager of the Taj Hotel, who did not worry about his family’s own needs and did not abandon his responsibilities to his guests. His wife and children were trapped in a room engulfed by fire. |
Students | Kabir | Mrs. Baruah |
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The children would become pillars who would uphold the virtues of peace, tolerance and selflessness in India. | Kabir suppressed a sob and continued. Swathi’s eyes were moist. 4. When I grow up I want to be fearless and brave like Anti-Terrorism Squad Chief Hemant Karkare, who was gunned down with his valiant comrades, Ashok Kamte and Vijay Salasker near Cama Hospital. Hemant Karkare was a brave officer who had served in Austria for seven years as an intelligence officer in RAW. Kabir had goose bumps on his arms and Mrs. Baruah was looking down as tears had welled up in her eyes. 5. When I grow up I want to be caring like Mohammed Taufeeq Sheikh, a young boy who ran a tea stall outside the CST Station. He helped transport the injured to St. George Hospital. 6. When I grow up I want to be selfless like Sandra Samuel an Indian nanny who saved the life of two-year old Moshe Holtzberg when Nariman House was attacked. 7. When I grow up I would wish to be like the caretakers of the Kabristans in Mumbai, who displayed their resolve and refused to allow the dead terrorists to be buried there. When Kabir ended his speech the class rose as one applauding and cheering. Mrs. Baruah dabbed her handkerchief to her eyes. |
Name of Hero | Profession | Quality | Location |
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Thirty one year old Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan | NSG Commando | Courageous | Mumbai, at Taj Hotel |
Vishnu Dattaram Zende | Announcer for 10 years with Mumbai Railways | alert and lucky | CST Platform |
Karambir Singh Kang | General Manager of Taj Hotel | noble and loyal | Taj Hotel, Mumbai |
Hemant Karkare Ashok Kamte Vijay Salasker |
Anti terrorism squad chief Police Officers Police Officers |
fearless and brave valiant comrades | Near Cama Hospital |
Mohammed Taufeeq Sheikh | ran a tea stall outside CST Station | caring | helped transport the injured to St. George Hospital |
Sandra Samuel | Indian Nanny | selfless | Nariman House |
Caretakers of Kabristans | Caretakers | resolve | Kabristans, Mumbai |
Time line | Class | Kabir | Mrs. Baruah & Others |
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At the start of the lesson | Students fidgeted and shifted in their seats, an air of thrill and enthusiasm prevailed, all forty hands went up in unison, and the class listened in rapt attention. | hands shook slightly and beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead, clearing his throat | beamed |
At the end of one minute after speaking about Sandeep Unnikrishnan | Every eye was focused on him | Outside birds chirped, cars honked and younger children enjoyed their recess. | |
After speaking about Karambir Singh | Swathi’s eyes were moist | suppressed a sob | |
After speaking about Hemant Karkare | Kabir had goose bumps | Looking down as her eyes had welled up with tears | |
At the end of his speech | The class rose as one applauding and cheering | Mrs. Baruah dabbed her handkerchief to her eyes. |