Riots, episodes and fun!

As soon as the wretched paper got over, a hoard of girls came running out madly and started throwing pink, red and blue all over. Obviously, such madness can take place only at my school! We girls really are a sort of grown-up kindergarten stuff. The blow we got when we realised that holi clashed with our exams was really high. But we decided to compensate for it and played Holi today. A day later, but Holi is all about having fun, isn't it? I had somehow predicted today morning that girls would surely play about so I came all prepared carrying pink colour and wearing my old white dupatta instead of the regular one. My mom would sue me if I stain any of my uniforms whites. So, we chased each other and ran wildly. Even our teachers got scared and went home through the back gate of our school. Some of our teachers even started pleading like we were "dadas" and they were asking us permission to cross our area.That pleased us a lot! When I somehow think about various episodes that occur in my day to day school life, it seems to me that we girls are really getting kiddish rather than getting mature. For instance, our recess games might seem totally stupid to all since we play games like 'Fire in the mountain', 'running and catching', 'hide and seek', ' Pinky pinky, which color do you want?', 'chewing gum', etc. I still remember that once, while playing 'pinky - pinky' , I jumped into a heap of garbage to find red color when I was wearing a red wrist band. As I jumped in, all my friends jumped over me thinking that I had found red. As our VP ma'm always says before taking us to a school trip, "NO HOOLIGANISM,PLEASE!' By that time half of the people might be scratching their heads, wondering what was 'HOOLIGANISM'. Having not understood, they would carry on, ignoring her high class English. Last week, we were taken to NPCIL, where our dads work. It was supposed to be an educational trip. But no one bothered about education or any other blah blah. When we were shown a ppt presentation about the working of the nuclear power plant, the room got filled with loud yawns deliberately produced to irritate the presenter. Poor uncle got really nervous and started stammering. While returning back, girls rushed over to catch the back seats and started singing songs. We nearly killed some English songs by adding Hindi stuff into it. Even our teachers couldn't help smiling. So coming back to Holi celebrations; after playing for about an hour we came home as museum antique pieces, with red face and blue hair. Well, the blue hair thing looked really hep! That was dashing! Finally, we ended our celebration with pepsi cola and returned home! Cheers to the gang of girls! Wonders will never cease....