Monday, October 11, 2010

William Miller awaits a facelift!

The first time I stood there, I was a nervous wreck! Holding a piece of paper in which I had copied out the headlines of the day, I stood there nervously awaiting my turn. I had created mental images of myself, standing there and reading out the news, full of confidence, with a deep resonating voice of Kabir Bedi. However, the final product, when my turn came was something in-between a squeak and a squawk – a part-consequence of my voice choosing that most inappropriate time to graduate into adulthood! I managed to stutter out the contents of the page to a hapless audience, who by the way had little choice in the matter – when it came to listening! The ordeal finally over I dashed back into safe anonymity of another 300 pairs of legs that stood and shuffled in uncomfortable silence.

The weekly assembly in the Miller Hall was an ordeal that stays fresh in the mind, almost a quarter of a century later. But not all memories of this wonderful building are so macabre. Many were the wonderful Christmas dinners that we enjoyed in the company of several other families of school teachers. Memories of Avarachettan serving us generous dollops of freshly-made ice-cream also come to mind; as do the several memorable plays and music performances that were staged in that hall.

The Miller Hall has, for several decades been a memory-laden landmark for those students who have passed out of the portals of MCC School. A multi-purpose hall, it was a canteen by day, a dining hall for the hostel students by night, and transformed itself into several other things during the course of its fifty-plus years of existence. For those old students who visit school, a peek into the Miller Hall is a must-do activity as part of their pilgrimage to the alma mater. Talk to any old student, and they will have a story to tell about the Miller Hall.

"And so the Miller Hall Project, I thought, would be the most appropriate way to celebrate 175 years of the existence of our wonderful school. What do you guys think?" The Headmaster's question brought me back into the present. Mr. GJ Manohar, Headmaster of MCC School was presenting his vision of transforming the now crumbling edifice into a more modern 'designed for multi-purpose' building that would serve the students of the future. We hope to hear more when he announces his ambitious plans for the school as part of the 175th year celebrations.

If you are an old student of MCC School, take that walk down memory lane. I would love to hear your stories about the school and Miller Hall in particular.

6 comments:

Gururaj said...

Lovely piece Raghu. My memories of Miller Hall are around "self development" guest lectures, which were a welcome relief from the last two periods of the day:) guru

Raghu's blog said...

Thanks Guru for your comments. Were there self-development lectures even back then?!! :-)

Unknown said...

Awesome "Boss". I feel this is just not a blog, its from your heart. Great way to express "The time a walk down memory lane". Good one bro.

vardhini said...

Ah! Raghu, u can take the boy out of the school but not the school out of the boy!!!!!!!!. It is very difficult to outgrow one's school is'nt it?. Makes one feel younger when one thinks about the old days. some of the best friendships are formed there and memories of past linger and we do get nostalgic.

Rajkumar Brian Rajamanie said...

lyk other ol' beans, me too hv only fond mems of d hall.not macabre, by jove!

i must mention the morning prayers wen hostelers file up with the boss at d helm. Its always a thrill that passes down d rows wen the hymn 'When I survey the wondrous cross' is announced. we yell in unison "ZING" wen we hit the line...'love so amazing, so divine..." with the HM luking up from d hymn book cocking an eye at the floor.

SURI BEN NOAH said...

I studied at MCCHS between 69-75 and have truly wonderful memories of this place. The taste of the fried groundnuts which we used to score here during the interval and stash in our pockets remains fresh in my mind. We had to obtain a token and then go pick it up from the counter. The ice-cream too comes to mind as well as the news reading that you have mentioned. However, my greatest moment at Miller Hall was when I acted in a school play there during my seventh standard (1970-71. I acted as an old Man in a play thereby leading to a nickname "Thatha" which I detested during my school life & would be infuriated if someone called me by that sobriquet