We used to go to the "
Bangladesh Shishu Academy" twice a week. We mean four sisters. My mom used to take us to the academy. Later, my older sister was responsible for the rest of the three sisters. It wasn't near our house, so we had to go there in a
rickshaw. It was about 30 30-minute journey.
In a rickshaw, it was challenging to accommodate five people on the passenger seat. Ideally, it is for two people. But we were kids, so somehow my mom managed it. She couldn't send the small kids to another rickshaw for safety purposes.
One day, our Boro Khala was with us. She came to stay at her sister's for a couple of days. She took the responsibility to take us to the Academy. I didn't know how we were going to manage. With mom, we can stand or sit wherever we want, but what will we do with Boro Khala?
Khala was always calm, and she always found a solution for any situation. She asked me to take a seat in the passenger area. How will the three of us sit? She said, 'It's ok, it will be tight, so there will be less chance of falling from the rickshaw.'
I liked the way she made things easy with her polite voice, and we managed to visit the Academy without any problem.