The school picnic that wasn't a walk in the park - Chapter 18 - The Chronicles of the Youngest Child
image ChatGPT I was all of six and so, so excited. It was my first-ever school picnic, and it was the next day. My parents had paid the small picnic fee, and I was getting to go! I was thrilled that our school buses would drive us all the way from school to Sanjay Gandhi National Park , on the other side of the railway tracks. That was what our teacher, Mrs Balan , had told us when she had announced the picnic a few days earlier. Now, sitting at home, I told my mother that everyone in the class would bring something for themselves and something to share at the park. My Amma was the busiest woman I knew. I saw her busy either in the kitchen or cleaning the house almost all the time. The mornings, especially, were when she had the most work. We all knew, even I, at six, that water came through the tap for about twenty minutes sometime in the morning. When it did, we had to fill as many of the buckets stacked in our bathroom as we could. With that water, the six members of our famil...
