Saturday, December 8, 2012

Reported from a Play School in Town

The other day the wife went to pick up kiddo ,who is all of 2 years and a month old, from PlaySchool. She had this conversation with one of the moms who were there waiting to take the toddlers home.

Other mom : This school is not up to scratch on development of kids. My kid is not able to speak a single line in english.

Wife(amused and also proud on our own kid chips in) : Well my kid is yet to speak a single line in any language for that matter. But it is fine. He is happy doing stuff he likes. As he likes animals he identifies them when you show pictures or on TV and can even tell the difference between a dog, wolf and a fox. I guess kid will turn out ok.

Other mom ( Ignorant of the amusement replied politely in the vein of a "3 Idiots Boman Irani school of thought") : Oh! that's nice. He will grow up to become a Veterinary Doctor I think. 

Wife ( Stumped at the reply manages to smile and say nothing) .. Eh ! Eh ! (Mind Voice : Lady maybe you buy your kid ,who is 2 years old  , a Wren & Martin and train him to speak english. Maybe make him watch prime time news on BBC. Poor kid has no idea at the kind of pressure you will heap on him through his childhood.)


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