I’m still a child, but 15 years back, I was a child and childish at the same time. Till today, the best time of my life was childhood where I could afford to make crazy things without being viewed as a BAD ADULT which is the case today if ever I does them. Anyway, 15 years back, I wouldn’t miss any occasion to make something “GREAT” that would almost always force my parents to come to school and listen to the complains of teachers. There are indeed many such events but I don’t remember all.
Till Standard Four, I would make bad things but not that bad that would force teachers to sack me out of classes. But, as soon as I reached Standard Five, wonder from the energy to commit on mischievous acts came from.
What happens when someone doesn’t know the meaning of the word “female” when he is in standard 5 and his name is Noorani?
So, let me narrate to you something funny. So, I was in Standard Five and we completed the syllabus. Just not to remain idle, our teacher manage to get old Standard 6 English books from the school archive and distributed it to us. The scenario was that he would explain us the exercises and ask us questions. Since these books were used ones, some of them contained answers. He also told us not to trust the answers in the book. I was thinking myself to be greatly fortunate that I obtained a copy of the book containing answers. So, I turned back and thumbs up my friend thinking that today is my lucky day. From the back, one by one, all my friends were getting trouble answering questions because we were in the “weak” zone.
In fact, I was on the border of the “weak” zone. In a class of about 40 students, I would always come 25th with a standard deviation of at most 2. So, after all, my turn came and it was a mighty easy question for someone of Standard 5 but mighty difficult for someone like me. So, the question I obtained was “What is your gender?”. When I look at this question, I precipitately said “FEMALE” because the one who use the book before was a girl and she wrote “FEMALE”. The entire class began to laugh and looking at them I also began to laugh because I did not know what happened. Then, I, very silently, asked my friend who was sitting near me, “What happened?”, he replied, “What you really don’t know what happened?”, I replied “Yes, what happened, why are you laughing?”, hearing this, his laugh intensified. Its only during the recess that I came to know. That day, I did not get into trouble with the teacher, guess why?, his mood was OFF, I put it ON