I must have been in Class VI when I met the Dancing Girl for the first time. It was the history period and we were waiting for the teacher to turn up. Instead, to my horror, the school principal, Sister Linda, a terrifying nun, walked in. I could feel everybody around me freeze, as did I.
She had the history book in her hand and without preamble she opened it and told us to turn to the chapter on the Indus Valley civilisation. It is a lesson I have not forgotten. As she went through the chapter, Sister Linda
She had the history book in her hand and without preamble she opened it and told us to turn to the chapter on the Indus Valley civilisation. It is a lesson I have not forgotten. As she went through the chapter, Sister Linda