Asvab, India – For the past year, I have been working as an assistant professor at a government school in Asvabad, in the eastern state of Andhra Pradesh.
This is a traditional, Muslim school for boys, where I am the head teacher.
It is a very traditional environment.
When I first moved here, my wife and I didn’t have much money.
We were lucky to have the support of a few friends, but we were very poor.
The school had one room for four, and a small garden.
We used to sit in the back and read books.
At night, I would go to the garden to smoke opium, which I did every day.
When the sun rose in the morning, the children would come and play in the courtyard.
One day, a boy came and asked for a snack.
He asked if I was the school head and if I would like to eat some breakfast.
I thought, Well, I can’t do that, but I went.
He was only a child, but he was very excited.
He took me to the kitchen, and I ate his breakfast.
He came back and asked me again, Is that the school?
I said yes.
He said, Do you want to study at home?
I replied, Yes.
He sat down next to me and told me about his school.
He told me that it was the best school in the district, that he would teach me and that I should work hard.
He also told me not to drink alcohol, but if I did, I should not be shy.
I went to school for a year and did my best.
He taught me about mathematics and geography, but at that time, we didn’t even have a computer, so I could not learn any new subjects.
When we finished school, I had a big problem.
I wanted to study, but was not confident about going to college.
So I quit my job and went to Asvaban.
Asvabor is a large city in Andhra Nadu, about 100 kilometres (60 miles) from the capital, New Delhi.
I have never been to any other place.
The principal of the school, an Asvabi, told me, We want you to study here, and if you can’t, we will find a place to train you.
I didn`t understand, but this place seemed like a dream.
So, I went there for one month.
As the month went by, I found myself bored.
I couldn`t find any teachers, so there was no one to talk to.
Finally, a few months later, the principal came and told us that he had a few students who wanted to come.
The day before, we had been discussing the problem, but then I heard about the first class in the day.
I saw them and started to chat with them.
At first, they were quiet.
I was a bit shocked.
But then I realised that they were my friends.
They were just students and wanted to learn from me.
They told me everything that I needed to know, and that they would be joining me in a few weeks.
I knew that I would be a great teacher.
I told them everything, and told them that I wanted them to come and study with me.
After a few days, they told me to wait a few more days, and then they would start classes.
When they started classes, I thought they were coming for a first-day class.
They had just started.
It was the first day of school, and the principal told us to be ready.
I had been a teacher in Asvantab for just one month, but now I had to wait for a month.
After waiting a while, I told my friends that I was ready, and they started to leave.
The next day, I got a phone call from the principal.
He didn`ts even know my name, and said that I had already been placed on the waiting list.
I asked him why I had just been placed.
He explained that the headteacher had been told that I wasn`t ready to go to college, so he had put me on the list.
So why did I have to wait?
He told us, I didn�t want to disappoint my students.
He had been teaching for just a month, and he told them about the new teachers.
When he left, the teachers left.
I kept asking them, Why?
When I came back, I saw that they had been placed in different classes.
I immediately went to the principal and told him that I didn´t want my students to be in a different class.
The teacher told me they would still be in class 1.
So when I came to the class, I asked the teacher, Who are you?
He replied, I am your assistant teacher.
When that teacher saw that I could understand English, he began to speak to me.
He started talking to me about my