NEW DELHI, May 11 -- Maybe, tis my late mother's birthday today, that brings this very poignant memory to my mind, of her coming to pick me up from school when I was a little fellow, and finding I was punished, "What's his punishment?" asked my mother, quite okay that if Bob did something wrong, he should be pay for it. "We're putting soap in his mouth!" said the British, or was it, Australian KG headmistress.
"No way!" said my mother firmly, and insisted on walking into the torture chamber where I was being held.
"But he said something wrong!" said the lady.
"Are you allowed to do this to children in England?" asked my mom, and led me off. "Are you?"
The headmistress meekly apologized and said she would think of another punishment the ...