Father's company at Schicida Class

Last Sunday, it was daddy's turn to accompany me for my Sunday Brain Training Class.

They say, I was better than the week before. True, I sat down through the lesson. It was not that fun to be honest. The teacher Nurani speaks too fast and the speed at which she flips the flash cards and says the things inside is unbelievable.

Any way I am no exams, no grades or credits for my University degree. So I sit there and enjoy that the teacher show us and listen to the music she plays.

At the end we all Danced, I think I was better at dancing than doing the drills the teacher gave us.

There is this one girl in my class, she is super focussed, she can listen through the entire class. When some kids cries like the dude next to me, she would look at him to make him shut up. I wanted to tell to tell her to take it easy. She does look a bit serious and she does her drills faster than others.

Anyway, this things is too expensive for my folks to continue, so I may get my freedom from this nonsense later.

JMD