Every day there is a funny story from school, that keeps us in splits. Oftentimes, O (8 years old) doesn’t find any of this funny, and is only recounting incidents or exchanges, as was. The last two Wednesdays (and 2 more to go) I’ve been going to her school to do a writing workshop with grade 6 students, and so I’m coming back with crazy anecdotes of my own.
Mr Honest
O: Maths teacher threw S out of class today.
Umm: Why?
O: Because every time teacher enters the class he would say ‘oh! no’; so teacher asked him why he did that, and he said because her classes were boring.
Early lessons in genetics
O: Amma, H’s younger brother doesn’t look like her at all.
Umm: It happens…
O: He doesn’t look like her mother either. H and her mother look alike. But he has blue eyes, Barbie blond hair and light peach (sic) skin.
Umm: Maybe like her father?
O: No father also looks different.
Umm: But don’t go ask her all this…
O: I didn’t ask H… but M (O’s best pal) did
Autograph please, just in case…
After Wednesday 2
Boy 1: Ma’am, give me your autograph.
Me: Are you crazy, no…
Boy 2: Why not?
Me: I’ll give you when I’m famous.
Boy 1: But we won’t be able to meet you, if you are famous, no?
Me: No, don’t worry, I’ll meet you.
Boy 2: What if you don’t become famous?
Me: **Controlling hysterical giggling fit exits the class**
First impressions
O: Amma, I want to go to India forever, to be with ammamma, ammachi and everyone.
Umm: OK, but amma and appa have to find a job first.
O: Why?
Umm: How else will we live there, we need money right?
O: Can’t ammamma and all take care of us?
**sigh! Can’t then?**
O: Amma, but will there be good schools in India.
Umm: Of course, all of us studied there, didn’t we?
O: So, not all schools there are like ‘orphanages’, is it?
(Her only visit to a school in India was when we went to provide lunch for a school for deaf and dumb children from neighbouring slums, so she assumed that all schools were that way.)
Let’s resurrect Roald Dahl, by daughter is upset
After immersing herself in a Dahl book (gifted by RenJay), that also had a bit of his biography at the back
O: Amma, Roald Dahl is dead. So sad, amma.
Umm: He was very old O. It’s ok.
O: I know, but he has written only nine books, what will I do after I have finished all of those?
… to be continued
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