It is hard to convert a random amusing incident into a blog post. But if there are seven, there is a chance that atleast one will elicit a laugh from the reader. Here is a collection of seven funny things that happened to me this week:
1. The Mystery of the Disappearing Duster:
This is a common phenomenon is most classrooms. Every other day, the teacher comes to class to find that the duster is missing. Dusters, therefore, have become a highly valuable commodity. There was a golden era when our class had three- we were rich. It lasted until one of our teachers walked out with two. Ah the indignation we felt! But here is the thing that intrigues me the most: where do the dusters go? It seems that every school has a kleptomaniac with a duster fetish.
2. The day I wore my shirt backwards:
I was on my way out when I realised I had my shirt on backwards. It wasn't noticable unless one looked carefully, and I was already rather late, so I walked on anyway. But no one threw me any odd glances and the people I interacted with said nothing either. I learnt through experience what my mum had been trying to tell me for years-'Don't be self conscious, because the world doesn't care enough to scrutinize!'
3.Being late:
I was five or ten minutes late for school and I found myself wondering what excuse I would give if someone asked me why I was late. 'I was caught in traffic' was the easiest excuse and I found myself wishing simultaneously that the traffic would move faster so that I wouldn't be very late and that it would move slower so that my excuse would have some truth in it. If there was a God up there listening to people's wishes he must have been very confused about mine!
4. The Cream Bun:
I ate my first cream bun last week. I had wanted to try one for years, but somehow or the other, I hadn't gotten around to doing it. It was after school and I needed something to eat, and then I saw it. In five minutes, I had the bun in my hands and I was feeling a little stupid. I was a seventeen year old behaving like a five year old with candy. Then I figured, 'So what?', giggled and ripped the cover open.
5.Dreaming:
My dreams are almost always similar to real life (except perhaps the time I dreamt that Voldemort was chasing me with an axe). I usually forget them soon after I wake up, but for the first half an hour, I'm not sure whether I dreamt something or whether it really happened. My poor mother is now used to my, 'Oh, I didn't say that? I must have dreamt it then.'
6. New words :
I was strangely moved when a friend of mine told me that I had taught her how to spell 'elephant' when we were first grade.Last week another friend told me that I had introduced her to the word 'ventriloquism'. The funny thing is, I have little or no memory of either incident. But it felt nice to know that I had helped them learn something new.
7. Being a senior:
As our line walked up the stairs, I saw the little prefects of middle school watching us go past without a word. One boy's quiet, almost submissive demeanour stirred an old memory. I had also stood there once , watching the twelfth grade file past. I was now seeing the the same thing from the reverse perspective. I resisted my impulse to grin at the little prefect. It would probably freak him out more.
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