the new academic year is about to start, so evenings are spent in covering exercise books... thankfully, books have been given with a lamination... so no sweat over them...
despite being shown how to do it, R has not yet mastered covering books... she will do a ramshackle job and stuff the books in, if pushed to do it...
while it is no rocket science and there is no genuine skill involved in covering books, we (bro and me) were thrown into doing things beyond a certain age... i cannot recollect when exactly i started doing these things on my own, but i remember vaguely that it must have been when i was in 4th/5th, not later... and R is in 8th now...
i cannot sulk at home... B does not like it...
so here i am, tapping out at the keyboard, but in my heart of hearts, i know the reason why R is not yet into things i used to... my over-protectiveness... i can see the smirk on many of your faces... and i know i need to work on this...
let's see how well i manage that...
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