Parents, however, need to be tugged and pulled into one.
For them, it’s a bribe, a mere pastime, something on the side. An expense.
According to them, grades are the only way to make a career.
Mugging chapters and writing exams may well be a means to an end.
But the start to every dream is often that colourful, unassuming toy.
It moulds, shapes, makes.