Combined Sections and Other Tales

As the come-to-school count of students remained low, my 10 yo daughter’s school started combining the sections. Inevitably, the kids have an opinion on the move. Unsurprisingly, it’s not a positive one. My daughter, for example, attributes this change to a different reason:

“My teachers are too lazy to come to our class, so she makes us lug our heavy bags around.”

To which I responded:

“Given how useless all of you are, you’ll all grow up to become coolies. Consider this as practice for that.”

She wasn’t amused.

On the other hand, combining sections means one might bump into old friends. One boy went up to his “childhood friend” (that means they knew each other in Nursery) with a hearty “Hey there!” and a thump on the back. The Childhood Friend looked at him weirdly and asked:

“Who are you?”

Ouch! Of course, my daughter found this humiliation hilarious.

 

But as Shah Rukh Khan said, “Picture abhi baaki hai, mere dost”. Or we could tweak Shakespeare’s famous quote:

“Hell hath no fury like an old friend scorned.”

The next time the two sections were combined again, the rejected boy walked up and grabbed the Childhood Friend and said:

“I won’t let you go until you remember me.”

After a little more of such, er, persistence, the Childhood Friend caved in and “admitted” that he knew his Nursery friend. Upon which he was confronted with:

“How come you forgot me?”

This kid will grow up to be a stalker. Or a comedian. I am OK either way.

 

Wait, there’s more. A while later, the Childhood Friend didn’t come to school for a few days. One of the teachers told the class that his bus had a minor accident, which may be why he wasn’t coming. Upon which his friend announced:

“Maybe he died.”

Rest in peace, Childhood Friend. It was a brief but beautiful friendship.

 

For Secret Santa, one boy went all senti(mental) upon receiving his gift and said:

“When I am old and a grandfather, I will fondly remember this gift from my 5^th standard friend.”

I guess this kid is so not like Calvin…

 

Then there was this girl who brought ice cream in her lunch box. Obviously, it had melted. What was she even thinking?

 My daughter had something to say about this incident:

“You know, she’d bought money to school anyway. She could have just gone and bought the ice cream in the cafeteria.”

Of course, such demonstrations of intelligence are only to show others in poor light, never something to act upon oneself.

 

Another time, a boy got up during the lunch break and announced that his mom forgot to put salt in his lunch. Upon which the teacher told him to go to the cafeteria and get salt from there! Which he did, bringing it back in his palm…

 

With such non-stop banter, even the teachers enjoy themselves and often laugh. If you can’t beat them, join them. One time, one of the teachers laughed so much that one kid turned to her and said:

“Control yourself, m’am.”