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Something Fishy
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“Mom!”
Trisha’s shriek brought everyone running to the verandah.
“Look!” Trisha pointed, “The river is flowing in our garden.” She turned to Shweta, her mother, “How will I go to school? You know I have my spelling test today.”
“Don’t worry, the other side is clear.”
“I better go and revise my spellings, especially of ‘tongue’ and ‘stomach’…”
“Owww!” Samrat doubled over.
“Oh my poor baby!” Granny crowded him.
“What’s the matter?” Shweta asked. “Homework not done?”
Samrat straightened. “That’s not fair!” He hurriedly bent over again, leaning heavily on his grandmother. “That’s all done,” he gasped painfully, “My stomach’s hurting.”
“Really? Since when?”
“Oh come on Shweta! Are you his mother or stepmother? Can’t you see the poor boy is in agony?” Granny butted in. “Come child, let me give you some homeopathic medicine.”
“But what about school?”
“No school for you today,” Granny threw Shweta a challenging look.
Shweta glared at her husband.
He promptly vanished.
.
.
“Mom! I got 10 on 10 in my spelling test.” Trisha ran in. “Has the water gone down?”
Trisha stopped short.
Her ‘ailing’ brother was waist deep in water.
He grinned. “Here catch!” He threw her a fish.
***
“You can drag my body to school but my spirit refuses to go.” ― Bill Watterson, Creator of Calvin and Hobbes.
Exactly what my brother and son thought. I, however, loved school, including (especially) spelling tests although tongu did have me (and that much more fun). As you may have guessed by now, the above story is based on a true (more or less) incident from my childhood.
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True for some like my brother but strangely sons loved school.
Sharing personal episode in our house there was major crisis and my little ( KG or 1st) had a poem recitation test as always had not prepared him before. So asked him how will you manage, prompt replied my roll no is 33 will learn when others are reciting. Got excellent grades
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Hhahha – brilliant :D. Thanks for sharing 🙂
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Nicely done Dahlia! Reminded me of my own attempts at playing truant during schooldays 😉
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Now that’s interesting 😀 care to share? 😉
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Loved it, dear Dahlia. Thanks for sharing.
‘Stomach ache’ the classic excuse. I’ve used it many times as a kid. Personally speaking, I had bad anxiety throughout my schooling years so it was always tough to ‘want’ to go another day.
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Thanks so much! Even my son didnt much care for school and each day was quite a struggle 😀
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The spelling test turned out to be a boon to Samrat too…he caught on to the right word from her list to save his day :D..happy ending for both of them!
I have one in my home who used to have these instant stomach aches…an ache that disappears by almost an hour into the school time…I prescribed a new medicine “instant stomach ache = no school = no electronics day = complete rest”…and boom! the instant stomach ache vanishes instantly 😉 😀
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Now that is one smart Mom. Or perhaps a survival tactic 😀
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Survival tactic it is! 😀
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That was amusing. Moreso because it was based on an incident from your childhood.
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Thanks!
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My son used to complain also. In high school, he didn’t do his homework. In college, he was paying the fees himself and did exceptionally well. Good writing, Dahlia. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Great! Thanks for sharing Suzanne and for reading 🙂
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Lol…. what a truant 🙂 and he had the bestest crutch !!!
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Done that, been there, got over it…a great memory of almost all of us…good one
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