School Blues..

Achu has finished his first month in school.. and i somehow feel he hated every second of it.. at least he pretended to.

Daily he entered his classroom with tears in his eyes..

Would refuse to sit with any one for few minutes...

Then would look pleadingly at me and ask"why do I have to come here daily?"..for which i would give a candid statement-"Coz thats what everyone does"

which he totally disapproves and quickly provides me a list of neighbourhood hunks who ve nothing to do with school...

I convince him that THEY are SMALL and would meet the same fate next year..

Then he is shocked to realize that HE is BIG and scolds me for not having told him this before...

By this time I opt for a seat for myself... leaving him standing there ..

Luckily his madam makes the much awaited entry around this time.

Achu refuses to wish her even as all other kids join in the GOOOOODDDDD MOOOORRNNIINNGGG MAAAAAAAAAAMM chorus..

Teacher calls out Achu's name and demands a seperate good morning from him.. which he totally ignores.

As the teacher approaches with a No-Smiling face..he gives out 2-3 sobs and yells 'My stomach is aching' ( Stomach ache and head ache make alternate appearances)..

And as he sits there describing the ache-symptoms to his madam.. i make an unnoticed exit...