Love of The Little Hearts...:)

It is nothing surprising to see my parents, relatives, family friends feeling happy every time when I come home. Now, I have other set of people whom I’m going to introduce to you. It is amazingly surprising and even more heart warming, when I notice them feeling very happy seeing me coming home. They used to ask my mother to call me in to the veranda; they used to call me Pramoda akka (sister), I don’t have siblings, but many times I wondered even if I had a sibling, whether she/he would have been as loving and enthusiastic as of them!

They are the students of my mother. They come to our home for tuition. They are the students of a government girls’ high school. Every year there are about 50-60 pupil come to our home and they make it house-full. I’m very proud to say that they all like me very much. But I reiterate “had I not been the daughter of their madam, they would never have known me at least”, and I thank my mom for this greatest pleasure. They all love her and they love me as well.

For every festival, or for my b’day, or on any special occasion, I used to get many wishes from them. They all talk to me on phone and say their names and wishes. When I stay among them, I feel like a celebrity. I’m not exaggerating any single feeling of mine here.

Whenever I give some thing to my mom, or if I bring something to home, she used to show it to them and used to explain about it to them. Starting from a greeting card to my laptop, my hand writing to my blog, they have seen every bit of mine. Initially I never liked her to show them every thing, but I got realized lately that every thing has been a part of educating them. She is a teacher and she wants to show many new things to her students, apart from the classroom subjects.

Yesterday, my mom had shown my blog to them. Though they had not got it completely, their amazing looks made me very happy. My mom read two-three posts and explained them what they were all about.

One among those posts was “The TWO…”
She read “Two people about whom you always wonder about…Saddam Hussein and Andrew Symonds”
“Who are they madam?”
“Saddam Hussein was from Iraq and Andrew Symonds…”
“Pramoda, he is a cricketer, right?” she asked me confidently. I said ‘Yes”.

Then next one, “Two non Indian cricket crushes …” she read.
“Madam, what is meant by CRUSH?”!!!! :)…:) I thought they would ask this.
But to my mom’s goodness, they never asked it.

Then my mom asked me to tell them about the Google. She had shown the pictures of human brain, heart, kidneys, etc. Then one girl asked me to show the picture of “Harry Potter”…I opened it and explained them about the guy. Then my mom explained them the advantages of the internet.

Finally she told them that I type very fast. So they asked me to type some thing there itself. On my request, they said the following sentences and I typed them.

“Today we are seeing Harry potter, brain, heart and kidney pictures, blog, eenadu news paper, sakshi news paper. So we are so happy. Today we are very happy. Today is very memorable.”

And the same girl asked me to highlight Harry potter’s name and to keep it in pink color. They took few minutes to frame these three lines. Don’t mind about their English. Even I have come from the same school. My English standards were even poor at that time. I would love to see them making their skills very impressive in the coming years.

My mother has asked me to write about this topic, and about those little girls. So I’m here with this note. I thank them a lot for their encouragement and love. They are today’s little hearts and I wish them to reach heights and to make their teacher and my mother proud of them.

Thank You Girls…and thanks to you as well…:) …:)