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Unit Tests and more

My first unit tests of the year recently got over. It was a huge relief. The unit tests went well with me scoring well in all subjects. But it was really hectic too. Anyway for a change, I enrolled in a program to mentor and teach 1st standard kids who have difficulty coping up. This has been refreshing as teaching these kids somehow helps me de-stress and also leaves me feeling good.
The child who I teach, let's call him M, was initially shy with me and barely talking at all. It took a few days for him to become familiar with me and he opened up more. Now he chats so much that I have trouble keeping him quiet. Well, I certainly have started becoming more patient as these children are so young and sweet that it is very hard staying mad at them for very long. 
Also I have had to turn to some examples such as friendship bands or pens to make him understand simple addition. Also on days when some of friends' allotted teachers are absent, then he asks me to teach them for a day. …

School reopens!

The previous two weeks were hectic to say the least. School reopened for all classes on 1st June, which meant that G's vacations were over. He took it reasonably well and seeing as he was shuffled this year and his best friend was in another section, he was slightly nervous. But he has gotten used to the school routine now. As for me, my Allen classes got started which means that I stay at the school for an extra two hours so I have a bigger workload now.

One good thing about this year is that there are not many examinations so the projects have reduced in number. This is the silver lining of the new system which is greatly appreciated by me. Also I do now have two sources of homework but it is manageable. I don't understand what is the thought process of a parent when demanding extra homework for their child. Especially when it affects all students. I mean who loves extra homework?

G is also now immersed in studies and homework. He is now in fifth grade which reminds me when…

Random updates

It has been almost an year since I last blogged at all. And what an year it was! It was a complete whirlwind of an year, crammed with studies, homework, projects, quizzes and more and my blog was neglected as a result. Something I wasn't happy with. So here I am back to blogging and I will continue to try do update my blog regularly as possible for me. I have reached 10th standard now, so the inevitable Board exams add importance to this year. Coupled with other studies, this year seems to be quite eventful to say the least.

Few things have changed this year in the pattern of evaluation. Now, the comprehensive year-long assessment has been rolled back and 80% of our final grade is the Board exam. Also this time, we have to study the whole book for all the subjects for our Boards. Needless to say, we as students weren't jumping with joy at this decision and being the first batch to undergo this also feels like undue extra stress.

However I think with the right amount of studyi…

My bundle of hope

My brother is someone who will watch my back always. He can give so much joy and you cannot stay sad when he comes and reassures. He is pretty straightforward and has the guts to say something that he thinks about you to your face regardless of your age or your feelings. He somehow manages to be sweet and annoying. He can never tolerate anyone saying anything to me as long as it is not him. After all, only he should get the exclusive right to hit me and annoy or irritate me with a barrage of teases. If anyone scolds me or hits me, he is going look for that person, find the person and scold the person. He has a very specific set of skills which comes from years of experience and experimentation on me. Annoying is among the top of that list. He is someone that can lift me up when I am feeling bad. He is like my bundle of optimism, optimism to face the world.

So my brother came into this world on September 5th 2006, just a little more than four years after I was born. I was pretty jealo…

A Refreshing Change

Change can be so refreshing. Of course not all change is good but when something changes for the good then it can be extremely refreshing and something that will be loved. Change happens every day and every second. Sometimes it is good and other times it is bad. Even we continuously change either for good or for bad. The change may be small but it can mean a lot.
Change can signify that we are moving forward or are happier. A change in me that may be considered minute or insignificant did mean a lot to mean. It defined how I faced bullying from that moment onwards. That change seemingly small has now become something very dear to me. The incident is a bit old. I was around 8 or 9 years old at that time. Before that year I mainly had my neighbours who were around my age as my friend. We used to play a lot of cricket during that time especially during the summers. Then my friend who was older than me introduced me to his group of friends to play with them
I was the smallest in that g…

A terrifying incident in the train

Hope is the strongest thing a man could ever possibly possess. Hope will keep you going when all else fails. I would like to quote Dr. Seuss’ statement “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” Optimism is so uplifting. You can fell all your worries and sorrows melt away in an instant. It can make you feel absolutely wonderful.
I was alone in a Hyderabad local train with my young brother with strangers all around. I was focusing on the horrifying fact that my grandmother was still on the platform of Fatehnagar station and my brother and I were in a train with unknown people. How did I reach here? For that I would go back to when we left with my grandmother to Hyderabad to spend some time with her and with my parents staying in Bangalore. Yes, I’ll agree it was fun and everything but then nothing is quite like your own home. After one week I was missing Bangalore so we were to board a train back to Bangalore from Kacheguda railway station.
My brother and I were both v…

My supportive mother

Now that I think about it, I have had some really great times and some very beautiful, fresh memories of enjoying with my family. Behind every happy man/woman (or a boy/girl), there is a family. All those magical moments with my family have shaped me.

I distinctly remember when I was in fourth standard. I was nine years old at that time. Then I had a been in ‘B’ section for four years. This year like the years before, I signed up for the Olympiads for three subjects- IMO (International Math Olympiad), NSO (National Science Olympiad) and NCO (National Cyber Olympiad). In the last few years, I was steadily improving at Olympiads. To us students at the time, the main incentive was missing the PT class to write the Olympiad.

Also a high school rank and prizes were not bad either. So my mother who had been helping me study for the last few years again started, this time looking to go a step further with me. I had already won some prizes entirely because of mom’s effort to teach me. In tho…