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Sundays in my City#8

It's been a long weekend here in Lucknow. Here are two kids finishing their homework on a quiet Sunday evening!
Sundays in my City is hosted by Unknown Mami


  1. They look very engrossed in their work! Happy weekend to you.

    CJ xx

  2. It's been a short one for me. Good thing I finished my homework

  3. Just look at that concentration! Are they your children?

  4. Homework seems to be the same the world over.

    I was helping oldest granddaughter yesterday with homework. She ripped up three pages before she decided on the right answers. Then her father said she had to do it again. Oh well......
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

  5. I was so sad as a kid when I would have to do homework on a Im so thankful those days are long gone!

  6. Homework-- I used to dread Sunday afternoons because of it ;-)
    Happy SIMC. jj

  7. Oh, sweet picture.

    Happy Sunday.

  8. They do look very absorbed in their work.

  9. @CJ - They can do that when they want to....LOL

    @LilyS - My homework is never finished!

    @Grannymar - Yep, my two babies!

    @Maggie May - I KNOW the feeling

    @Sonya - Me too!

    @Amy - Thanks!

    @Unknown Mami - Like I said to CJ above, they can do that when they want to!

  10. Do kids have a lot of homework in India?
    I was reading how in Ireland 5 yrs old have a lot, I think too much, homework for that age.
    It's great kids go to school, learn etc. but they should also have free time to play and enjoy their 'child age' as long as possible...
    Have a good week ahead!

  11. Aww... How sweet. Brings back memories of what seems like another life now :)

    Dropping by from SITS.

  12. I wish that I could go back to that stage. I never seem to be able to finish my homework!

  13. @ Blogitse - The studies are quite serious here from first class on - so they have to keep up with their classes.

    @Reenie - I know, it was almost thirty years since I left school.

    @Rummuser - I know the feeling

    @TheBlondeDuck - I don't miss it either!


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