School, Number, and Avatars…

School


My Mom’s principle is to put both of us in same school. Hence, we tried in Dada’s school.

We went for the orientation and interactive session. During the interactive session they asked me few questions.

Teacher: Which fruit you like?

My reply was: Papaya

Teacher: You don’t like Banana?

My reply: Cough will come if I eat Banana

Teacher: Ok, tell me which vegetable you like?

My reply: Cabbage!!

Teacher: You really like it?

My reply: I don’t like it!!!! I simply told you.

At the end, teacher gave me a chocolate, I asked for two. I wanted to give one to my Dada. However, I ate it myself.

Anyway, I got admission in my Dada’s school!!! Dada is so happy and acting like a big bro now!!


Number Invention

Dada: Arjun, you don’t know numbers also correctly!!!!

Arjun: Dada, I know everything

Dada: Tell me what comes after 10

Arjun: eleventeen

Dada: Come on, it is eleven. There is no number called eleventeen….

Arjun: Eleventeen is there Dada…you go and check in your books!!!

Dada: Mamma, why this Arjun is inventing his own number?

Mamma: Arjun, we don’t have eleventeen number.

Arjun: Mamma, if it is not there, then you add it fast….. I want eleventeen number!!!!

The story never ends….


Avatars

Nowadays…..I go so much into my avatar that I forget my real name …..and chose not to tell others..

The other day, one Aunty asked me: What is your name?

Dada replied: Arjun is his name.

I replied: No Dada….. I am spider – The Boggie Woggie spider!!!!!

Ideally anyone should ask me, who I am on that particular day and what my name is!!!!

Anyway as my mom cannot predict what name I will tell others on that particular day….I can keep her at muse always!!

Updates so far

I love my Sameena Madam. Often, I keep blabbering about her to my Mom.
Whatever I have learned in the school are the effect of Sameena madam’s teachings…Thank you Sameena Madam.

My Mom’s role in teaching me was seldom as compared to what she did with Dada.

She is still busy with Dada, making him read chapter books, making him do long division, making him write cleanly, making him read Hindi books (oh god some mercy please), making him participate in every dumb CCA activities…..ahh poor Dada.
Not sure how I will handle so much pressure from my Mom when it comes to me!!!

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Saturday, we had relatives at my place. Apparently they are my Uncle and Aunt, who recently moved to Hyderabad. I tried to behave well, except for the fact that I wanted to go to their house the end!!!

As usual Mom cooked some convincing story and made me stay back…I am wondering when she will relieve me from her clutches!!!