Sitting with my three-year-old on the bench of Class 3B of the only satisfactory school in our small town, I was quickly refreshing his ABCs, counting, and colours. Call me crazy to be taking the admission of a preschooler so seriously, but half the bunch of mothers in the room were no different. I’ve heard it’s a shared feeling among new parents. Once you start raising your third and fourth, everything seems doable and manageable, since you’re only living it all over again. So anyways, 2nd March was the day my son gave his oral admission test for Pre-nursery. Almost a hundred families turned up for the test, and this was only for the Pre-nursery admissions scheduled for that day. No masks, no gloves, and no sanitizers - and you know how kids this age can be once they get someone their age to play with! I remember hearing it in the news that quite a few people abroad were being affected by an epidemic, but it seemed miles away. One or two cases had appeared in my country too, so I can