The Way I Feel

MY PAINTING OF A GIRL

MY PAINTING OF THE PLACE I LOVE

The Way I feel about things -----(by- DIVYASA MISHRA)

I am a 6^th grader, on my way to become a teenager…yes!! I am excited that I will no longer be told- you are a kid you can’t do this. I am unsure however about how much my status will change. Now mom, dad, our teachers and most of the adult folk you can say, have an absolutely confused idea about weather I am big or small. Actually they change their views to suit their convenience. If for example I want to listen to all the interesting things mom and dad talk about (I’m more curious because they whisper) as they giggle and laugh I would be told if spotted near by- “Please go and play with your brother you are too young to listen to all this.” When I and my younger brother fight over something, I’m told to be more understanding because I am the elder one. No don’t get me wrong. I’m not a complain box, having complains against my parents (that is reserved for studies and school). I have loads of fun time with them but I do have a problem when they are indecisive about what I should be treated like a kid or an adult. I guess my status regarding this will be unclear for a long time.

I wonder why we have to study so much and take so much of pressure for some particular abstract figures (marks) which seem to have more importance than children enjoying their childhood. I feel animals are smarter. They don’t send their kids to school. Whatever there is to learn is learnt in the bed of nature or from parents. They live their life carefree untroubled by self-created tension and stress. What’s the use of life if all you do is study as a kid, work as an adult and then finally die as an old person because of old age. There is no leisure in life. (as I read in my English poem.) 

I feel like a slave at school having to obey the biding of teachers. Even when you are misunderstood and scolded it’s supposed to be wise to listen to the teachers scolding rather than defend yourself. What’s the use you will be tagged as being arguementive.  For example in Grade 2 I once wore a ear muff since it was one of those chilly winter days. I did not want to wear a cap and make my hair untidy and messy when I take it off. The muff had bunny rabbit ears. All my friends thought it was very cute. However my class teacher thought otherwise. She scolded me for trying to wear fashionable things to school. I thought it was unfair but I dared not to argue as it may land me in trouble. What a gross misunderstanding!! 

Then one day I asked my geography teacher about something that has been troubling me about Asia being the largest continent. When I looked at the map I found Russia –a country almost as large as Asia itself. Russia is supposed to be a country in Europe. If that is the case then Europe and not Asia should be the largest continent. When I asked this question to my teacher she looked puzzled for some time and then said “The exam is so close and there you go about wasting time asking stupid questions.” I would perhaps have doubted if all the knowledge provided in books is true for my entire life. Thankfully my doubts got cleared by my parents. It had to do with political factors rather than geographical. Oh! How we humans complicate our life.

I live in Dubai a place I love. Just like one can have opinions about the people they love I have different views about Dubai too. I feel that Burj Khalifa is beautiful tall and shapely building. It is like a lonely beautiful tall lady who will always be alone because she can find no one of her height.

I feel Burj Al Arab is an obese building. Wasn’t it a funny imagination?

I live in a place without much grass and animals and we have to pay to go to parks. I  always fiddling  around with electronic gadgets . My mum tells me to find something else to play with other than electric gadgets. What else can a poor girl with no friends nearby and cement forests all around do?