Anou: Good Girl

It was still early afternoon today when I was sitting on a carpet on our terrace with Anou. It was winter, and we decided to warm our body a bit.

An orange was lying nearby her. In fact, an orange is almost always nearby when the fruit is in season. She's an orange fanatic. A voracious orange fanatic.

An occasion arose when she deigned to share a snippet from her school- she's in Kindergarten currently.

Anou: Bwa.
(deftly breaks the orange open).
You remember Sarvani?
(pops a segment into her mouth)

Milan: Yes, she's the one with the pink-frame glasses.
(he always confuses one with the other, with strange names on children these days).

Anou: Yes, that's her.
(takes a pause to blow out a seed, and perhaps to build drama.)
Miss Shanta says that only Sarvani and I are in Kindergarten. Others (meaning others in her class) are not.

Milan: Oh really?
(he guesses that by this she meant that her and the girl are ahead of the rest).

Anou: She means that all other kids are still Pre-K.
Milan: Wow, that's nice. I wonder why she said that?

Anou: She explained that it was because she thought we were good.