I Spent a Morning at The Kolkata International School in Liluah — Here's What I Noticed
Most school visits feel like being shown a showroom. The principal is polished. The corridors have been swept extra carefully. Children who happen to walk past smile slightly too readily. You come away with a good feeling that, if you're honest with yourself, you can't quite justify. Visiting The Kolkata International School on a regular Tuesday morning in Liluah was different. Nobody seemed to know to perform. A Class 3 teacher was mid-lesson when I passed the open door — she was asking a child why a particular answer was wrong, not just telling him it was wrong. The child was thinking. Not anxious. Just thinking. She waited. That's a small thing, maybe, but it's the kind of small thing that tells you a lot about a school's relationship with its students. That's what I want to write about today. Not the prospectus version of The Kolkata International School. The actual version. Liluah doesn't feel like a place you'd find a lush green school campu...