FOREWORD: A true story ….
It was a boring session on a boring Wednesday afternoon at school for the 9 yr old in 5th grade / 5th standard .
The kid looked up at the wall clock in the classroom. It was almost time for the growth period (or GP in short). It was his favourite period. He hardly played sports, being a tad weaker physically than the other kids (He would, in later years take to the gym ,but thats a different story 😉 ) . He found the academic sessions, the pottery classes, the drawing period, the music classes very much sleep-inducing. Since he found them all obligations thrown at him exactly when he was not in the mood for them.
But the GP was the good one. He had basically nothing to do but just random things which were quite different every week.
That time around, there was this weird guru coming in as a guest and the topic was ‘exercises of happiness‘. Since it was an external special guest, the headmistress would be there too along with the class teacher.
So it started. The guru started singing …
If you are happy and you know it clap your hands …
(everyone claps twice in rythm)
If you are happy and you know it clap your hands ….
(everyone claps twice in rythm again)
if you are happy and you know it and you really want to join, if you are happy and you know it clap your hands
(the claps get louder)
The kid was enjoying it! Just one difference from the rest. The random dual-clapping reminded him of what hijras in India do as a trademark act.Mind you! He never had anything of a derogatory opinion about the hijras, but he just found that particular GP exercise ridiculously funny.
So everytime the other kids clapped, he just laughed his a** off . Just because it was funny.
After the GP, he was called to the principal’s office . What followed was the principal thrashing his a** off for laughing his a** off !
To this day I wonder! In that clapping moment, the 9 year old ( who you might have guessed was yours truly) was actually happier laughing than the other kids clapping …
Well ! A complete objective mismatch from the principal and headmistress’ side! Such was the irony that day 😦