School Musings - Ida Scudder - III

Scudder Brain! Oh yes, that is still a competition I cannot forget. I dont precisely recall which class i was in. Possibly the 8th standard, methinks!

Anyway, the whole deal about the competition is the preliminary test. And then, we were supposed to be forming groups to face the grand final. The competition was unique in that, as I recall it vaguely, it used to be at the senior school level. So, you could, in theory, be forming and landing to team up with your seniors too!

Now, I don't know what went on in the year that I participated in it. But definitely, it was a time that quite startled me. Yes, because my team, called the "Fantastic Four", had to make it for the finals!

It was definitely one of the intense and cracking weeks I ever had at school. Not really sure at which point earlier i would have ever thought about staying up late in the library to read so much! Well, none of that mattered for the competition purposes because I guess out of the four teams that got selected for participation, "Fantastic  Four" was the one to finish the fourth anyway :D

Summer End - Ramblings and Rumblings

Heavy Rains
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When sky was thirsty and drank from the lake,
Bloated and black is how it became!
Its face was pale - dull and sick,
Yet flashing lights like a magical trick!
Its murmers were loud - they gave a good fright,
To the young and the old in its plainsight!
Then came its cry, intense yet slow,
with passing of time, getting more bold!

Learning Tango
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Slow. Slow. Quick quick, slow,
Go the basics of a Tango,
Two steps on the side, pointing hands to the floor,
A pointe is made with four marches to go!
Two steps to the right - get back at your floor,
Try a courte for a second and hold!
Hitting the corners seldom gets old,
A promenade turn is what you need I am told!

(this one is dedicated as a thanks to my trainers at the Fred Astaire Dance Studios at London, ON, Canada www.fredastaire.ca)