Craft Classes

When I was in kindergarten, pupils used to sit down on the floor. I do not know whether kids still sit on the floor with colourful desks in front of them. Everything was colourful, including the marble papers that we got for craft classes. Alpana was our craft teacher and I guess the only craft teacher that our KG school had at that time. Alpana handed over the neatly cut square marble papers to us and instructed us that we should not take more than one. Then she proceeded to explain how to fold and cut the paper to convert it into the final output. Whatever she taught was already known to me, thanks to my father. But the day she taught us 'bhingri' was different. Bhingri is a piece of paper that is cut in such a way that it looks similar to an inverted ceiling fan. When dropped from a height, the bhingri revolves around its vertical axis as it descends. I had not learnt to make a bhingri from my father. Nervous, I went to Alpana and told her that I cannot make a bhingri because my father has not taught it yet. I do not remember what was her reply, but I guess she must have asked me to carry on with the bhingri. And if you thought that was all, it wasnt. Alpana disclosed this to my father at the Parents' Meeting. After that, some disciplinary action was taken at home which consisted of teaching me how to behave with the teachers.