My childhood

When I see my baby who is just 10 months old, I often think of my childhood.
What I used to do when I was so small.
It is certainly impossible to remember everything but some of the things I do recollect.
I did get immence love and affection and every wish was fulfilled.
I was, however, not one of the most intelligent people when it came to studies.
If someone offered me to come along to play, I was always happily ready but when it was academic books... not again. I used to return from play only when I knew it was time for papa to come home. I used to often doze when he returned from work but the horn of the two wheeler used to wake me up- thinking of the next if caught :D
Normally, our class teacher used to give certificates along with the yearly progress report for achieving disctinctions in the class for getting highest scores etc...I remember when my progress report moved from the mid-ranking to one of the beginners. I thought probably that was a mistake or they changed the pattern and started from the last name first. But to my surprize I had received distinction in the subject.
I do love to smile since very long at all occassions. Smiling is good in all respects as well. Okay, if somebody reads this, probably there is a comment "depends".
One of my teacher thought that I was making fun of her and had to bear the scolding. In fact, there were a couple of complaints as well for the same :( ....humm....
I was studying in an english-medium private school. In Jamsdhedpur, during my time there were not many private english-medium school. The students were rated based on the marks achieved in the subjects of pre-board exams. This was one of the admission criteria for admission in the 10+2.
I did not want to move out of the school as I used to like it a lot. Apart from studies, they had great extra curricular activities.
Okay,..to continue... on the day when the announcement of list of students who were admitted, I was out of the house. Somehow, my brother saw me and brought me home. In the late afternoon, I was supposed to go to the school. I was not daring to go as I did not want to give a bad news to my papa. Somehow, I thought... I cannot change what has happened, so let's go.
In my flashy bicycle, I rode to the school. Some of my classmates were surprized to see me there and said that I am wasting my time standing there.
The sheets were pinned on the board and I let everyone see that. There was joy and some of them (including the fellows who made fun of me) unhappy. and I started from the bottom. To my surprize, I found my name. My frowning face was glittering as we see in the toothpaste advertisements.
I must say that I was not the last one to get the admission and also not the one in the last row. I was overjoyed or probably I was better than some more people ;)