Trip down Memory Lane

A few musings of my alma mater - Campion....


I thought a few of the usual utterances from teachers might bring a few smiles.

Here are a few. Some need an explanation, others speak for themselves.

Gomes: "Arre, ponghis!" (when nobody could answer his oral physics question correctly) or "Flippo!" as he raced to the end of yet another page of our Abbott physics text with ruthless speed (with only his bald head visible above the book).

Dias: "Plus t(h)ree"

Karanjia: "Come on, now!" (when asked to go over some basic maths point) and of course the endless mutterings to himself as he paced up and down the classroom after the lecture was over.

Hodi: "Atten-hen" or the cruel "Lev, Lev, …, Lev,
Right, Lev" in the mid-day heat of January before
Republic Day in the back garden.

Bhal: "Rise and shine!" (the inevitable consequence of so much as forgetting a text book)

Noronha: "You buggers!" (and Bharat V. starting to open his umbrella in the first row to prevent spit coming on his face)

Colaso: "That is, … I mean, that is …"

Mindu: (singing melodiously, after we've fooled him
yet again into believing he's got a great voice)
"Naach re morra … ambhya cha vanat … Naach re morra naach" Or, waxing lyrical, "If you bite your tie, you will die. And your mother will cry: 'Aamcho kaghdo marun ghelo'"