Alter ego

Most of my students from batch 2003 onwards have interacted with my son, one way or another.

One afternoon in early July 2006, an officially enrolled student in my radio tv performance class was so engrossed talking to my 10yo son, who was then in grade 5.

As I approached them, my student stood up, and tried to explain why he has been absent for 4 consecutive meetings.

My natural reaction was, of course, “please see me in my office”.

Upon hearing this, my son said, “It’s alright mom, he has explained everything to me”.