It has always been my ritual with the kids to talk about the day’s happening before retiring to sleep. Kids really love this time of the night as they would compete with each other as to who will talk first. As always the boy wanted to be in the center of attention and would sometimes not allow her older sister to talk. If the boy feels that he is being outsmarted by the girl, he would surely cover his sister’s mouth with his small hands and war and wailing will probably start, yet we love doing this always.
When school started, it has become my wont to ask them what happened in school. During the first week, I could never contain their excitement as they would babble words just to share their experiences in school.
But it was different on Monday this week, when we arrived home from school, the boy immediately showed me his work and boasted on the star he got from his teacher. That was a very good start, I thought.
And then I went to our room and laid down for a while. The little boy followed suit. I thought he wanted to talk but when he saw me lying on the bed, he attempted to leave and so I called him and beckoned him to talk with me.
He jumped to the bed and said, “Okay, let’s talk but not about school.”
I was dumbfounded with this statement. Must he be getting tired of school already? I just hope not.
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