The CBSE results for Grade 10 has come at last, and Mira has scored 86%. She is thrilled as this is the first time she is scoring over 80% and is eligible for a scholar badge from school. That means a special necktie, but with no on-campus classes now, it has lost its sheen.
Friends on Facebook and elsewhere are posting their wards' marklist for everyone's attention; of course when their kids score over 90% - almost always nearer 99% - proud parents will do that. I have no qualms in admitting that my kids are average students and anything over 60% is good enough for us. I rest my hope in the fact that back benchers and middle benchers do better later - in college and in careers. Nerds often forget to imbibe social skills and empathy.
The results are a bit of an anti-climax. For one, there was no Board exam this year owing to the dangerous second wave of COVID in India, so the marks were calculated on the basis of pre-Boards and periodic tests announced by the Union government. Secondly, one term of Grade 11 is over here and kids are having their first term vacation.
Mira has joined the Commerce stream, and is happy to have science and social sciences behind her. She hates learning by heart, but unfortunately Accountancy also has some mugging up to do. Her occasional tutor is her dad, but online school lessons are a bit baffling for her. She is like someone between the devil and the deep sea, and is at sea in all of them
I am hoping she can take up a creative course - fashion design, interior design or hotel management - but her dad is upset with me for giving her wrong ideas and wants her to take up CA or CMA.
Well, as for the celebrations, Vinod got her a bouquet from the flowershop on the ground floor, I took her for a Baskin Robbins and pizza meal, and a visiting uncle got her a bottle of perfume yesterday. Still she grumbled that the happiness is not the same as for Ash's results (82%).
I tell her to look up the biblical parable of the prodigal son. There was greater happiness when the prodigal son returned home because he was lost and he found his way back in life. Ash wrote the Boards, the last few under Covid gaze and protocols, so the tension was greater and the results sweeter. Moreover he was our prodigal student unlike Mira who was more diligent.
Anyway, like for Ash, we have promised her a new Samsung phone. She however prefers my 3-yr-old iphone 7. Flexing, thy name is teen.
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