The school is where most of the day of a child goes , also the duration of that time is such that the child might be at his/hers most receptive level , whatever he/ she will see/hear or read/write can be a boon or a bane . I remember this one instance when my brother came back from school and my father asked him for one of his text books , now since dad is of a very disciplined nature he tends to get irritated at careless attitudes of people ...so , my brother couldn't find this note book of his and we both knew he is going to get a good one from dad . That day we gave him a big lecture that he should be careful and should learn to value things , I also had a slight entertainment at watching him study like an ass in the evening , just so he could not get another thrashing . A week passed and we got new books for him , then this one day he comes back from school , drenched in sweat and panting like a horse . He had found those books , they were stolen by one of his class mates , who comes from a disturbed background as he told us . We asked him all sought of questions like how he found , who had it and what did he do to that guy who stole it ..etc etc . My brother is a very sharp kid for a 13 year old if you ask me , ruthless but at the same time a very good judge of the situation . During the maths class his teacher was busy solving the paper in the recent exam , in which he was obviously not interested , I don't know if he was bird watching at this age or if he was adding more kilos to his already expanding frame , but whatever it was it sure did help this guy to point out his book in his classmates hand , after he was sure it was his , he did not go straight to the guy to claim his book , the question in his mind was has he stolen the second book as well ? So communicated with his class monitor and in the games period while every one was out he and the monitor checked the bag of this little suspect . The daily dose of CID and crime patrol series probably came to his rescue here , my ' Humpty Dumpty ' was right . He and the monitor decided to keep quite about this and just went and informed the class teacher , all three the class monitor , the child who had stolen the books and my brother were called in the teachers room , the play station freak pin pointed my dad's hand writing in the book and the fact that the binding was torn . The teacher asked that child to call his parents , then she did what she had to do , but since my brother had found the books at last , he wanted to flaunt the detective skills to my father .
Dad being from the defense back ground has always been supportive of us in such matters and encourages us to fight our own battles .He was thrilled that his son used his presence of mind , he felt at least tomorrow no one can dare to cheat this chap . I swear bit left out , as if his generation was smarter than mine , but the fact that he would not repeat my mistakes really comforted me . That day we three had a hearty laugh during luncheon and I can bet dad must have been comparing my brother with the like of Sherlock Holmes ....phew!! some parents really need to control there excitement levels on watching there children eat there first piece of chicken .
Any how there will always be a lot more on fatty's funny fortunes ...:)


Well written :D
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