It is a routine for me to ask Pattu what happened at school and for her to tell me that she played with her friends and then ate snacks and got back home. Some days she gets punishment for running about in class, making noise and such things.
The updates rarely go beyond these and sometimes, just to hear from the horse’s mouth, I employ some tactics like these:
Amma: but what were you doing when B was drawing?
Pattu: But B was not drawing
Amma: So, what was she doing?
Pattu: She was crying
Pattu: Because she got hurt
Amma: What were you doing?
Pattu: I was not crying
Amma: ok, but what were you doing??
Pattu: I told B not to cry
But then, amma is not the kind who’ll give up…
Amma: So, what did you draw at school today?
Pattu: I drew thunder, lightning and lot of rain…and a storm
Amma: (not giving up still) what did your teacher say?
Pattu: She got wet in the rain
Finally the last ditch effort
Amma: Did you learn numbers or alphabets in school today?
Amma: you sang?
Amma: you danced?
Pattu: No amma
Amma: So, what did you do?
Pattu: Nothing amma, I was just a good girl
Amma: What did you do to be a good girl?
Pattu: I played with my friends and finished my snacks
These days, I’m just happy to hear that she was a good girl.