Junior Vocab
Race to the Gate
Maya: "Race you to the gate, Aarav! Last one there is a squishy tomato!"
Aarav: "Wait, my legs feel a little funny today. Yesterday I could zoom. Today I feel… slower."
Maya: "You’re just making excuses. Ready, set—"
Amma: "Arre, wait, Maya. Aarav just helped me carry the heavy rice bag up the stairs."
Aarav: "Yeah, my arms are okay, but my legs feel feebler than yesterday. Like they turned into noodles."
Maya: "Feebler? But you were the fastest in kho-kho yesterday! You can’t turn into noodles in one night."
Aarav: "I’m not saying I’m useless. Just… not so strong right now. My knees are wobbling."
Amma:feebler days, no? Some mornings they need extra idlis before they fly." "Even superheroes have
Maya: "Hmm. I did see you puffing after the stairs. Your face was red like a tomato, but not the racing kind."
Aarav: "See? Even my breath is feebler. It comes out like a tiny whistle instead of a big whoosh."
Maya: "Okay, okay. No gate race. How about a slow-motion race to the swing? Like we’re walking on the moon."
Aarav: "I can do that. Moon-walking is perfect for feebler legs."
Amma: "And after that, both my astronauts can eat extra idlis. Tomorrow your legs might feel stronger again."
Maya: "Deal. Today we go feebler and floaty. Tomorrow we go fast and fiery!"