Who's the Student and who's the teacher?

It was the most imaginative day ever. I felt a different person that day. My thoughts began to race faster than they usually do.
I am a 40 year old person, working in a school, as the school's principal. I actually enjoy my work although many of my friends work in many multi national companies with a lot of potential to increase their salaries, but, I, choose to remain in what I really enjoy, I love all the nick names by which my students call me, like say, princi, tiger, old man and stuff like that. I get several complaints everyday and yet I never carry them in my mind. But, it was different that day. That day changed me too.
I wouldn’t say that it’s a complaint; I would rather call it to be a casual talk with my student, and he is a 7th grader. I gaped at his imagination. He was a genius in the making. It was not a really big talk, just a small one. Okay, I will take you all on a journey on what exactly happened that day.
I exactly remember that it was a Monday. I was in my cabin, talking to a neighboring school principal, asserting that I would be getting my school children to the Science exhibition in their school, I heard a knock, somebody was waiting for me outside my cabin.
I finished my call as they entered my cabin. I saw science teacher along with her student and he was really short below the average size of his classmates, he stood there very frightened. I decided I will not be shouting at him, he was really cute to be in 7th grade. So, I started with the first question I usually ask everyone.
Yes?
Sir, he has been day dreaming and he himself said that without any shame sir.
I looked at furiously at him and then smiled. That boy too smiled. I asked him “So what were you dreaming sir?”
“Nothing sir”
“YOU WILL have to tell me NOW!”
“Sir I have a lot of interest in electronics sir.”
“Do you know what electronics is?”
“Sir you see I have an elder brother in engineering and an elder sister in inter so sometimes I learnt about them when my brother explains my sister and then I learned on my own by reading their books sir.”
“I asked you what you were dreaming about.”
“Sir, I dreamt about the current, a light blue in color passing through each and every matter, be it a conductor or not, I dreamt what it is to be having everything blue, all the different kinds of shades of blue, all the trees blue, conducting the same energy into each other, wouldn’t it be great sir?”
“It’s really good but, do you think you should be day dreaming in the class?”
“I am sorry sir!”
“You may go now but take your teachers permission and come in the last period.”
“Okay sir”
In the last period I took detailed notes of his thought, made sure it got printed in the year’s magazine. And when I dreamt on the similar lines, I felt the ecstasy, I never felt before. Even I started dreaming……and it was fun…..even you should be dreaming……