My Favourite Teacher

The first day of class for a high school student is like drawing cards in a poker
game. Just as the cards that one receives determines their outcome in poker, the
types of professors a student gets on the first day will determine the success of
their year. The difference between a helpful and a harmful professor can easily
result in a much lower grade. High School’s professors have a wide range of
personalities and backgrounds. However, professors fall into one of 3 categories:
helpful, malicious, or uncaring.

I wouldn’t include my favourite teacher in any of these categories,maybe he

deserves his own category which shall be called “The teacher who changed my
perspective of thinking”.

Hekuran Hasanaj is a man in his early forties,dressed up in casual clothes and his
all-time accessory ,his trusty glasses.He is the charismatic, energetic Literature
teacher who inspires the students of “Ibrahim Rugova” high school to rebel
against the society and start thinking and acting on their own,well not directly.

Mr.Hasanaj is a intellectual who channeled his brilliance into teaching his students
basically everything they needed to know about a book or so.He has a sense of
humor that enlivened all the creaky poets, and powers of observation that acted
as a periscope.

He is the teacher who influenced me most during high school. I watched him go
inward as he taught—like he knew a secret world. He would straighten up as he
recited or read aloud to us. He would sometimes roll his eyes back a little, while
thinking, and to a teenager, this was just weird—but I knew, even though I
blanched a little, that he was accessing a kind of thinking that seemed close to
something unusual,and he tried to make it more understandable to our ears.

I along with my peers,tried to follow him egregiously, taking every writing

assignment as a dare to interpret it on my own terms.May I say I failed miserably?
But he never somehow “teared up” our assignments,no matter how pathetic they
were.He is strict, but flexibly so. That still seems to me like a species of genius.