Spoke Too Soon.

Speaking of my sister, a couple of nights ago we met up at my parents’ house to see my mother off to Pakistan. She had bought a ticket the day before, after hearing that our grandmother wasn’t feeling well.

After the usual dinner and chai, we all sat in my parents’ family room, and my mother presented us with folders containing our school records dating back to our pre-school days.

I began reading aloud the contents of my folder, which of course, consisted of excessive praise and the many awards I had received over the years. “HijabMan is a peppy addition to C-12,” said my 3rd grade evaluation. “HijabMan is a solid, all around student,” says the 4th. Honor roll here, President’s Award there, la dee da…

Moving on to my elder sister’s folder, I teased her repeatedly about the contents of her report cards. Things like, “Zosha is quite excited about reading, but so excited she forgets about her other responsibilities.” And I had to compare her C’s and D’s to my A’s and B’s, being careful not to reveal my occasional C’s and D’s, obviously. ;)

At that point, we continued through the rest of my folder until we reached the last page, my Kindergarten evaluation:


HijabMan is “Developmentally Borderline.”

Before I could say a word, my sister, looking over my shoulder, burst out laughing.

“I WIN!!”

Word spread, and suddenly the whole family joined in her hysterical laughter.

But hey, this just means I beat the odds…

starts picking his nose

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  1. yaser at 22 April 07 :: #

    i didn’t realize they could even write such a thing in report cards. didn’t your parents have a fit?

  2. Will at 22 April 07 :: #

    Man, what are you doing in that garbage can?

  3. rajha at 22 April 07 :: #

    i didnt know you were (ancestrialy (cantspell?)) pakistani!

  4. HijabMan at 22 April 07 :: #

    yaser: to finish the story… they wanted me to stay back a year. My parents went in, and they were like “so what are his grades?” I was in the 95% percentile or whatever, it was just that I was a shy kid and wanted my mommy. So my parents told them not to keep me back. I turned out okay :) i think.

    Will: Uhmm. I’m developmentally borderline. Im allowed. I owe you an email too.

    Rajha: Well, technically Im ancestrally South Asian… my parents are so old that they were actually born pre-partition. Sindhi, coming from the Lohana Tribe.

  5. katiktuni at 22 April 07 :: #

    Ha ha! Oh man, imagine if we didn’t have labels or grades, though. It’s a good thing you didn’t see that as a 5 year old….. I hope your grandmother gets better.

  6. Will at 23 April 07 :: #

    Whenever you have time. I know you’re a busy man, so no worries.

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