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Slipping on the big boy shoes
The day began with a challenge to turn pro as we had to start the Caravan all by ourselves without the help of the headstreams staff. Tying up the banner to the initial ‘dodda circle maadi’ was all adding to sense of belonging now. Today I was more driven by the thought that I am now a senior tackler now and had the responsibility for the effective conducting of the caravan. So I was trying to be more “Vinay-like” (a headstreams staff member), participating in all the madness with the kids while learning the songs and dancing crazily. When it began to rain, I certainly wanted to go and enjoy with the kids but instead I ended up playing the role of dad, telling the Tacklers not to let kids play in the rain as they might get sick. I enjoyed this new role and responsibility a lot.
— Sabu John
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“Strangers yesterday are brothers today,
Awful then are now awesome all day.
Rowdy, impish and energetic at best
Stopping never are they their quest
A large world of tender birds,
Preparing flight to the distant woods.”
Start of the day was itself a refreshing one as the moment I was even reaching the venue children started running towards me and saying, “Sabu sir, hi!”. I am happy that they actually are liking me now and also how Senthil just comes up straight on to my shoulders and says, “Today let us do painting together.”
…By growing almost a month old as a Tackler, the routine now has become an addiction. Though physically tiring it has now become one among the only few cherishing moments of de-stressing.
–Sabu John
