Who knows.. after having Goosebumps with geography, you would have one more day off!

Who knows after having Goosebumps with geography, you would have one more day off!

The first question I asked myself today after hearing the good news was “How would I describe this?”

I thought it was the last day of the week-long holiday due to rain. I woke up with a start in the morning. It was half past six and I had school. My bus would arrive at 8 am and I have to get ready. I just rushed to brush my teeth when my parents were watching the news. Suddenly, a flash caught my eye. “Schools declare holiday in Chennai and thiruvallur” I searched for kanchipuram but in vain. My mom told a week long holidays were more than enough.

Just as I was having my coffee, another flash came up in both FB and news. “Schools declare holiday in kanchipuram” Well, it’s a very good news to hear in the morning. I had never expected to hear such good news as a first thing in the morning.

One more day to go J

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