This evening, a friend, who teaches in the kindergarten section of a top school, called me. She sounded upset.
"Is everything fine?" I asked.
"Don't even ask," she gasped. "I wish the earth split open this moment and swallowed me!"
She told me. Last week, two students in her class, a boy and a girl, were caught trying to relieve each other their uniform (this is Upper KG!) and simulating unmentionable acts.
"When I asked them what they were doing, they said they had seen their parents doing such things at home. These days, if you hit a student, you go stright to jail. So what do you do?"
"What did you do?" I asked.
"We made the boys and the girls sit separately."
"Did it work?"
"No! This morning two girls were kissing each other in front of the entire class. When I asked them what they were doing, they said they had seen people doing it on TV."
I didn't know what to say. Then my friend chided me, "And people like you, what do you do? You write about all nonsense topics. Why don't you write an article on parenting? Why don't you at least write a post on your blog?"
Parenting is one area Ganga Mail stays clear of. But I think I have done my bit for you, 'Miss'.