Meera and Ravi's Race
Meera: "Ravi, race you to the gate!"
Ravi: "No fair, Meera. You always win. I’m weaker than you."
Meera: "But you’re taller! Your legs are like coconut tree trunks."
Ravi: "Still, when I run, I feel all puff-puff. My body feels weak."
Amma: "You two, slow down near the diya. You’ll knock over the lamps!"
Meera: "Sorry, Amma. Ravi, want to race again after we eat sundal?"
Ravi: "What’s the point? I’ll just lose. I hate being the weaker one."
Meera: "You’re not weaker at everything. Remember the kite on Pongal? I cried, you fixed it."
Ravi: "That’s different. Kites don’t run."
Amma:rangoli water today?" "Hmm, who helped me carry the heavy bucket for
Ravi: "Me… but it was only a little heavy."
Meera: "Only a little for you. For me, it was too heavy. My arms are weaker than yours."
Ravi: "Really? You’re just saying that."
Amma: "She’s not. Her hands were shaking like jelly when she tried."
Meera: "I thought the bucket would fall on my toes!"
Ravi: "I did feel strong then. Like a movie hero."
Meera: "See? You’re weaker at running, stronger at carrying. I’m the opposite."
Ravi: "So I’m not just the weaker kid… I’m just weaker at some things."
Meera: "And stronger at others, mister hero. Now come eat laddoos before I finish them."