I must have been 12-15 years when this particular incident happened. Schools were a complete waste of time according to me then. All energies and focuses were on playing playing and playing. Well science, history, English, geography did interest me. But the rest were a complete bore. I used to intentional prefer sitting on the second or third last bench - next to the wall, behind a guy at least 2 times my size - so that by any angle 'I am not visible' as I visit my dreamy wonderland.
Most of the times, then our teachers used to dictate notes, and we had to write it down in our notebooks. All this dictation and writing was a big waste of time I used to feel. Why write when its already written in the text book, I used to argue with the smarter kids. Anyways - the point is I never wrote what they yelled for hours.
One such English class, one of my mam's was narrating her notes and I was busy sleeping on one of my second / third last benches, tactically positioned behind a fat kid, sitting low, notebook open, pen in hand but eyes closed - when her sentence read = "with which .." Right in the middle of my dreamy meditation, I heard only the words "with which" and registered them as my name - and I got up and shouted back to a silent classroom with red sleepy eyes - "PRESENT MAM."My loud voice traveled at mach2 and above to the other wall of the classroom, banged against it and came and hit straight back on my face. I gave my attendance for the lecture alright! ;)
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and i am a member of ritvij parikh fan club :P
tell us how the mam and the class reacted ;)
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