A gift for teacher

A packet of Milk Bikis came with a Pillsbury Atta (wheat) pouch yesterday night. Ash set his eyes on it and decided he wanted to take it to school for his teacher. He held on to it dearly all night until he fell asleep. I put it away in the larder afterwards.

Today morning, as soon as he woke up he began rummaging my table drawer. He told me the biscuit packet for his teacher was missing. I had no option but to give it back to him. He promptly went back to bed, saying icchiri neram koodi uranganam, hid the biscuit under his pillow and fell sleep.
more to follow...

Ash seems to be getting very fond of his teacher. On Thursday, the day he went to school after a 2-day leave owing to his acute eczema, the teacher was apparently very upset to see the poor boy's incessant itching. Ash told me the teacher made him sleep/lie down - probably in the classroom. She instructed that all the lights be switched off, which in Ash's words went like this: '"Switch off this light, switch off this light, switch off that light and switch off that light", the teacher said.'

Ash's first progress report in class has come, and it has made us very happy. He has got A+ (Excellent), A (Very Good), B+ (Good) and B (Fair). The happiness is double because we hadnt expected him to do well, especially with the headmistress telling us long back that he might have to repeat a year in LKG if he didnt do well. That was mainly owing to his lack of speech clarity and fidgetiness then. There has been a major improvement on those grounds. He speaks Malayalam coherently and quite fluently now. The other languages will have to follow. I am told that a child who picks up the mother tongue first will find it easier to pick up more languages, if need be, in the later years.