by Sudha Balagopal and Sara Siddiqui Chansarkar 2y.kang First Grade Bloomers When Mumma drops me at my new school in Calcutta, she shows me the yellow slide in the playground. The slide is shaped like the letter S and has red steps. I like slides. They make me feel as if I’m flying. At the park, I open my arms, and Mumma catches me at the bottom of the slide. My teacher, Sister Teresa, doesn’t smile. She holds a wooden ruler in her left hand. With her right hand, she writes b