"Yes, Granny!" shouted Jimmy, stuffing his books inside his school bag. "Now, I can go and play cricket."
"English homework left. I have to write a letter to a friend," sighed Jessie.
"Did you write letters when you were in school, Granny?"
"Yes, I did, but real letters," she laughed.
"Not in my school notebooks."
Jimmy was curious. "Who did you write to, Granny?"
"The first letter I wrote was to Archana, the first friend I ever made. We were in the first standard. It was during the winter holidays. I can never forget that. She stayed in the school hostel and had gone to her hometown."
"My sister and I would write to our relatives too. Sending and receiving birthday and Christmas cards was something we looked forward to. I wrote to my parents too when I was studying in college."
"You liked writing letters?" Jessie asked.
"Yes, it was the only way of keeping in touch. Very few people had telephones. Phone calls were quite expensive too. An outstation call had to be booked through an operator before we started adding STD codes to landline numbers and making the calls ourselves. We didn't have mobile phones those days, you know, to make a call whenever we pleased."
"We used to be so excited when we received letters in the college hostel," reminisced Granny. "My friend Radha used to gather a bunch of friends and read out letters from her grandmother every week, which used to have all the village news written in an amusing way. Their neighbour's daughter Ammu had a goat which reached the school one day. I still remember the letter in which she described its antics."
"A goat in the school? Then what happened, Granny?" Jimmy interrupted.
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The Mighty Mouse
Ricky mouse emerged from his hole and set off for some work. Katie cat spotted him and dashed to catch him.
Halloween Costume Party
Nandu was the first one to reach Soham's house for the Halloween party.
A FAIR EX CHANGE
Mani heard Thatha arguing with his friend as he entered the hall.
Meet the Robotics Marvels
They may look like regular teenagers, but this team of 10 children share a dream of participating in the world's biggest robotics challenge for high schoolers.
THE HOUR OF GHOSTLY VISITS
Bua, our aunt, had come to stay B with us from the village for three days, and I was thrilled because her visits always meant a treasure trove of stories.
THE HOUSE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HILL
Twilight was setting in the sky.
SPOOKY NIGHT
It was late at night. Dodo deer was returning to the jungle from the city.
The Taste of Coffee
Ginny goat happily entered a field and was -enjoying the green grass when the owner of the field ran after her with a stick. Ginny ran speedily and hid inside a truck parked on the roadside. She had grazed a lot of grass, so she felt lazy and fell asleep.
Ravana Burst with Pomp and Show
The festival of Dussehra was approaching, so the teachers and students were busy preparing for the three-day fair organised every year on this special occasion in the school. This year the responsibility of staging Ramleela in the fair was given to the students of classes 3rd, 4th, and 5th. On the other hand, the children of classes 6th, 7th and 8th were given the responsibility of making Ravana effigies.
Here Comes Gandhi Baba
\"Bapu, where are you going so early in the morning?\" Gandhi Baba's revolutionary companions in Sky Park asked. He smiled.