She was not like the other kids. She was not good at socializing. And she hated, absolutely detested going on the ground to play. She was full of insecurities, doubts about how she would catch her friends when they played langdi or how would she possible guess where her friends hid when they played hide-and-seek. And that she could not run very fast, and would not be able to catch any of them at all. Everyone would laugh at her. Instead it would be so much more easy to sit and home and be lost in the wonderful world of books.
Ahh, they would not judge her, or laugh at her, or every make her run! She loved books. Especially the books of Enid Blyton. England seemed like a land of fairy tales. Children were so much cooler there, and they weren’t forced by their parents to go to the playground to play – like other “normal” kids. They could have secret meetings, and solve mysteries, and have such delightful snacks! How she wished she was born there, in one such fairytale. Life would be so different!
If only her mom understood what she was going through.
FIRST! 😀
Yes!!! You did it girl 😀
Congrats 🙂
First is no longer cool! I am always last. That’s SO cool! 8)
DI again :D:p
Aww, nice. I really wish her mom understood her too!
I was very similar when it came to the books, and dreaming about Englad in concerned! But then I played with the kids too 🙂 So it was not so bad!
Mom tried, but she really could not get why the girl hated the fresh air, irrespective, the girl would find out innovative ways of avoiding going to play, her best hideout would be her friends place, where the said friend would go out to play, and she would stay and have a great time digging through the treasure chest of Tinkle 😀
there’s foul play that i smell here 😐
Oh btw.. it’s really nice.. I like people who can fit in so much in a few lines.. unlike me 😦
I agreee 🙂
Did u have a talk with my mom and ask me about my childhood when you write this???? … But then I was also found on the football ground beating up guys .. coz they never let me go for the penalty shoot ;p …. and yes Piyu stop the post fixing over here plz!
Hehe, I guess we all an identify lil bit of ourself in the story :).. and no post fixing.. DI came first on her own!!
shame on the football guys – they deserve the beating 😛
This one goes to Fact..since I so can see a little girl going through this.
If only Mom’s listen rather than telling them what is good for them and what is not.
I so agree!
Yes, it is a fact. It is hard for the Mom to see why her kid isn’t like everyone else, she thinks her kid is just shy, and maybe pushing a little would help.
Nice story! And aww for the girl!
I liked this even more than yesterday’s story! 🙂
And, I agree with Sagarika. It’s awesome to be able to write so much in so few words. My blog is an evidence of the complete opposite! 😉
@OSoL – bet you havent seen mine then ;p (No people this is not a strategy to increase my blog finger falls!!!)
Thanks for the compliments Preeti and Sagarika :D.. I always had a problem with word count, and used to think it is a flaw that I cannot write so much, like all you guys 🙂
You are making me bhery bhery happy 😀
u are so lucky Girl… I always have to say a sentence as long as a horse’s tail and get confused in between and make other’s confused at the end, in super fast speed 😛
phew!!!
Ahhh I love Enid Blyton.. famous fives and st. clares are my favs.. and read them all over again, and again and again…
Did u read that enid blyton was bad as a mother, never looked after her kids and was always in dreamland cooking up stories for us to read (her kid’s version) and that BBC never took her interview because they didn’t find her a worthy writer… bad na of them… 😦 It’s only after he death she became popular… mmm …
That is very kind of you Pinoo :), I just wish my teachers understood the value of brevity while correcting the papers :P, I always suspected getting less marks coz I used less supplements 😀
Oh, that is so bad of them, she was such a hit when I was a kid, and as can be seen from the comments 😀
In sagarika words :P, I *shudder* to think what wud’ve happened without her, being a part of my childhood.
U making fun of me piyu *shuddering at the very thoughts with quivering lips* 😛 😦
No way!
What does a girl have to do to be taken seriously around here?
I agree with Sagarika and OSoL about how expressive the post is, in such few words.
It tells a lot about how the little girl felt.
Very articulate! 🙂
Thank you Niveditha 😀
It partly derived from my own experience maybe that’s why 🙂
I personally feel it is a fact.
The little girl feels lonely and unheard, may be this was why she loved to hide in the good old stories where everything turned out good in the end.
Parents at times need to pay attention to the signs their children show (be it liking or dislike or anger) and not always try to push them into doing things that world perceives as ‘normal’.
That’s a wonderfully narrated story, with a thought provoking message 😀
Oh CB, you are my inspiration. I have loved the stories you’ve written and though I should give it a shot too.
Thanks for your compliments, it means a lot.
Ya, the kid thinks no one understands her, and cannot fathom why her parents were so obsessed with “mixing” around with everybody. Parents should at times make more effort to get behind the reason why the kid isn’t doing what he/she is expected to.
I love stories that talk about children’s emotions and feelings… The size maybe small, but they are equally capable of having their own personalities… While one might argue that the mother is trying to make her child braver, there is always more than one approach to it, which needs to be tried…
Loved this one Piyu!
PS: Kids in England stand outside shops and beg the adults passing by with a £5 note to buy them cigarettes. Far from fairyland 😛
Yes, they was kids experience is childhood molds them to be the adult they’ll later be. They carry these feelings and emotions through their lifetime.
Thank you so much, you praise means a lot to me 🙂
Hehe, for us whose only knowledge of England, is through kids literature, it IS a fairyland! Don’t spoil it 😛
So.. Fact or fiction? You tell me! I am thinking fact.
In the England I knew, girls played in the sun all the time, and lived in a boarding school. Yes, I am still OD-ing on Malory Towers. I didn’t care much about Nancy Drew and Famous Five. Not then, not now. I only have enough brains for Enid Blyton’s school series 😛
And yes, even I wished I was born in England when I was younger. And I wanted to study in Malory Towers or St Clare’s. I even took the Mayo Girls’ entrance and passed. But Ma chickened out in the last minute. I am glad about it now though!
Yes, it is more towards fact 🙂
I loved all of them, Malory Towers, St. Clairs, Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys, Three Investigators, Famous Five, Secret Seven (whats the obsession with odd numbers btw), you name it. Wasn’t very choosy as a child. I loved to read whatever I could lay my hands on. And look where I am now 😦
You can’t be sure, you might have had a very nice experience there, who knows ! 😛
Naaah! Met a LOT of people from there later in life. And they were.. well.. Not the kind of people I can really see myself as, so 😛
Oh that way, then its definitely a good thing, otherwise we would’ve got a completely different (snobbish they were?) Tamanna commenting here 😛
Oh nooo!! I wouldn’t have been blogging/ commenting.. I would have been out “on a drinkin’ night out after a day of shoppin’.. With ma gals!” 😀
I sooo hope there isn’t a Mayo Girls’ blogger around here.. Don’t tell them my name, pliss 😛 😛
Oh the “ma” brigade! God it is irritating, how difficult is it to type my instead of ma..
Shh..My lips are sealed 😛
Hi Tamanna *ahem* *ahem* you looking for Mayoties??? *innocently***
@Sagarika, HOLY SHIT!! 😦
Aww, I hope her mom listens to her.
And yes, England does seem like a fairy tale land after reading Enid Blyton 😀
See divs, even T agrees that England is fairly tale land, please let us be in our lovely delusional land, however fake it might be 😀