Experience the heartwarming celebration of Children’s Day at Epic Public School, as narrated by Somashis Gupta, Editor of Epic Words. A tale of inclusion, joy, and unbreakable bonds that transcended barriers and touched hearts forever.
Ah, yesterday was indeed a day that left its mark—one of those rare occasions that stir the heart and linger in the mind, long after the sun has set. Allow me to share the tale, though words may not quite do justice to the emotions that brimmed over.
I have been associated with Epic Public School for some time now, and if ever there was a school aptly named, this is it. Epic’s approach to education is, well, rather epic. Since the day I met Biswajit and later Dr. Saha, I’ve been bowled over by their vision for nurturing young minds. So, sitting in the heart of Calcutta yesterday, I found myself wondering how Epic was celebrating Children’s Day. Childhood memories of school trips to the zoo flitted through my mind, complete with the scent of damp sandwiches and the squeals of excitement over sleepy lions. I expected something similar from Epic.
But as the day wore on, buried under piles of work, the thought of Children’s Day slipped from my mind. Out of sight, out of mind, as they say. It wasn’t until late in the evening that I stumbled upon a video—and let me tell you, it jolted me out of my weary stupor like a cup of the strongest Darjeeling tea.
What I saw wasn’t just a celebration; it was a moment that warmed the cockles of my heart. Epic Public School, true to its ethos, had turned the day into something extraordinary. The children of the school had opened their arms—and their hearts—to the underprivileged kids of the local community.
I remembered a conversation with Mr. Jha and Dr. Sanjukta where they passionately explained their belief in inclusion. According to them, inclusion is not just a concept but a belief system, rooted in the conviction that every child has strengths to build upon, interests to share, and experiences to cherish. And what I witnessed was the living, breathing embodiment of this philosophy.
The underprivileged children were welcomed into the Epic family with such gusto that you’d think they were old friends. Hand in hand, the students guided their new playmates through the celebrations—sharing food, laughter, and the kind of unbreakable bond that only children can form. It was a sight to behold: no barriers, no egos, no pretensions. Just pure, unfiltered joy.
For me, the highlight wasn’t the games or the laughter, though there was plenty of that. It was the innocence—the simple act of sharing a meal and a moment, devoid of judgement or boundaries. The children weren’t just celebrating; they were living the spirit of Children’s Day.
Yesterday wasn’t just another date on the calendar. It was a day that reminded me of the beauty of humanity in its purest form. A day of innocence, inclusion, and unadulterated joy. And as I sit here today, the images replay in my mind, etched forever in my heart. Truly, Epic Public School lived up to its name once again.
They say it’s the little things that make life worthwhile. Yesterday, I’d argue, it was something big—something monumental. And I, for one, feel privileged to have witnessed it, even from afar. Cheers to Epic, and cheers to the children who reminded us all what life should really be about.
