A Bag Full Of Books ...

Wifey used to tell me that when my younger boy comes back from school he always complains of being tired. I normally drive them to school in the mornings and they walk home from school in the afternoons. I live not too far from the boys school, just a short 5-10 minute walk.

But wifey says that my younger boy would always come home from school red faced and panting and complaining that he's exhausted. Sometimes he's so exhausted that he'll forsake his lunch and take a nap first. The poor guy.

Then a few days ago, I was checking the little fellows bag. Wifey said that some of stitches were coming loose and to see if I could mend it for him. Now, the moment I picked up his bag, I almost snapped my spine! It felt like I was trying to lift a sackful of bricks.

Just what the heck does he have in his bag that is so heavy? I decided to open his bag and take a look and I discovered that the little genius packs his bag with every single text, work and exercise book he has, not to mention his pencil case, drink bottle, his cap and even his raincoat!

I look at wifey and ask her why in heavens name does he take all his books to school? Doesn't he have a timetable? I'm pretty sure he doesn't need at least half the books in there. No wonder he's exhausted by the time he walks home. In fact I'm amazed that he can even lug that knapsack and reach home without fainting halfway. I would have fainted at the weight of his bag.

Wifey tells me that he has a timetable but he's too darn lazy to arrange his books and take only what he needs so the little genius just takes every book he has with him to school. Good god, during my school days, I hardly took any books to school. The lighter I could make my bag, the better it was.

In fact, me and my classmate would make a deal where he brought half the books and I brought the other half and we would share during lessons. That would lighten the loads of our bags by half. Well, the class teacher wasn't too pleased but she didn't make too much of a fuss. At least we brought some books to school ... LOL!

I mean, I was lazy back in my school days and I'm not surprised that my little fellow is lazy but at least be lazy on the smart side and not suffer and lug a bag that feels like it has 32 pieces of bricks in it and then some.

That boy is a real lazy little fellow. I found out wifey actually keeps on nagging him to arrange his books according to the school timetable but he never does it so much so that she's fed up of telling him already. She says if he wants to carry that darn heavy bag to and from school, then it's up to him.

Well, I didn't take none of that. I whipped out his timetable and arranged his books for school the next day and I actually managed to reduce the weight if his bag by more than half. I called him up to his room and gave him a lecture about laziness with wifey snickering in the background.

She said that I'd be better off explaining what los cabos is to a baby than trying to talk to him about his laziness. And she even said that he'd probably take all his books to school again the day after tomorrow cos he would just be too lazy to arrange them. She does have a point though cos he would most probably do it too.

He's so lazy at times that he'd rather suffer and lug all his books to school than to take just five minutes of his time sitting there and arranging just what books he really needs for school.

The strange thing is you would think that having to lug a heavy bag to and from school would firm up his body but it's the complete opposite. He's putting on more weight growing sideways than upwards and his weight is even catching up to me and I'm 42 years old at that! He's even starting to look like a Michelin boy again.

Oh well, I tried my best. If he wants to lug around a bag that weighs a tons then it's his choice. No wonder wifey gave up nagging him about it. But then, the amount of books the school requires these days for lessons is mind boggling. For a single subject a minimum of one or two work books, one text book and one exercise book is needed. I don't remember having that much books in my school days. The again, I didn't bring much books to school to begin with.

Maybe I should get that boy one of those bags with wheels on it. He can just drag that bag home every afternoon. Then again maybe not cos knowing that boy, he might just sit on it and slide his way home. Trust me, he's liable to do something like that! He's as mischievous as he is lazy!
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