Learning in Sweat
In my schooling years at Arya Central School in Trivandrum, I never lost an opportunity to rush to the playground -whether it was morning recess or lunch break or physical education class twice a week or even after hours of school. Playing kabbadi, kho-kho, cricket, football, volley ball, hide and seek, ‘catcher game’ and athletics was exciting to me rather than the hard to understand theorems or formulas of sciences and mathematics.
Our lunch break was thirty minutes and most often the sporting among us would try to finish the lunch in half the time and play till the bell rings at 1 PM. The biggest problem getting back to class was the sweat. Most of our classrooms didn’t have ceiling fans and some benches had five of us seated together. Our white shirt would become easily soiled and I could only pity the academic guys who didn’t go out to play to suffer the stinking smell.
Teachers would easily notice my soiled shirts and if I ended up unable to answer a question, I am doomed. ‘After all, you come to school only to play, not study!’
Inter-house competitions required intense preparations and sometimes it created hostilities among students which were patched up later on. Sometimes we played cricket on a smaller ground. A bouncer or hitting on edge would make the ball bounce over to a neighbourhood house. Sometimes, when we jumped over the wall to collect it, the neighbour would get angry. The unfortunate boy would be scolded by him and he would refuse to give the ball back thus ending our innings for the day. A new rule was made to ensure batsmen never hit hard enough–those who hit outside the boundary were declared out!
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