The remaining Day....

SUNDAY

While packing my bag I found my diary.
Written in red ink. “Project submission on Monday”.
(Deep Breath).

Parents asked,
Question 1 when was this announced?
Question 2 what were u doing all these days?

Surprisingly I don’t have the answer for question 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Everybody sat down to do project together.
Dad refers Encyclopedia, Mom draws border,
All for the hungry A4,
I start writing the intro, prepared earlier (in the pool remember?).
Time is 6.00pm, 30 pages completed, its taking for ever.
I go hunting for stick files in the nearby shop.




Classmate called me for some pictures of freedom fighter.I had 3 pictures.
But 8 pictures are compulsory it seems. Now I am speechless. The school is too strict, and those teachers sure know how to insult you better than anybody on this planet.
I told this to dad, he yelled at me as usual cause its 10pm now.
So we set out to hunt for stationary shops. 5kms from home we finally find one. So keep moving... More A4’s to be prepared. Time is 12am. Project looks completed.
But I feel like doing a revision for the test tomorrow. So study till 2am.
I don’t know when I slept.

MONDAY MORNING.

Ready for school. Reached 1hour earlier, thinking that I can play some table tennis. Well no chance. It’s our class turn to do the house program. It’s a little skit with a moral that should be enacted in the assembly.
No time to prepare30min left.
Grab a paper think of a moral make up a story. All my classmates finalize the plan. We tried memorizing the lines when the prayer went on.
Finally it was my turn, I played it well too. Whew………. That’s done.



THE SURPRISE.

Steped into class and unpack my bag.. PROJECT MISSING now I am on RED ALERT. What is the best that can b done, except laughing foolishly.
Hope tells me that dad would bring it with my lunch.
I am still not giving up the fight eh.

The teacher comes in announces test. I seem to remember the lines of the skit that morning better than my lessons…hahaha…

Then the best part of the day. “All those who have not completed the project get out of the class, I will not allow u to write the test today” says the teacher. I walk out, no questions asked... Of course a small crowd joins me. Friend says… ‘Dude we r screwed’.
We stand in the veranda looking at our classmates writing the test.
I wonder to myself, AM I STUPID? Quiet possible eh…, because the ones sitting inside seem perfect.

2 hours pass by lunch time is nearing 3 tests have been completed and I didn’t write any… Dad brings the lunch bag with the stick file…..happiness at last. Handed it over to the teacher and she insults me in front of the class for having the file and not writing the test. Great now I get to stand out for the rest of the day too….the whole stupid day goes by. I leave home at 5.30pm.

Homework noted in Diary + the next project
INSECT BOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!