I had just passed Class 4 from Our Lady of Fatima Convent School in Sector 14, Gurgaon. It was arguably the best available school in Gurgaon at that time. But the senior school was in New Colony, so my parents were a bit reluctant to send me that far. It was not because it was far for a kid, their logic was - if he has to travel some distance to go and study, then why not travel a bit more for even better education. So, off we started looking for good schools in South Delhi. Meanwhile, I went to Summer Fields School for a few months till my admission procedures in Delhi were being finalized. Like every class has one, I had an English teacher there. I have forgotten her name, though I remember how she looked. She was really good with her teaching skills and made us understand the language pretty well. There was a day when she had asked us to remember a certain poem. This used to be hard for me. I was, and still am poor at rotting stuff. I always prefer to understand and thus remember, b