The dreaded period of examinations exerts a multi-tiered pressure on every individual.
The tepid air in the home puts a force on the shoulders that is akin to having a truck on your back. Worse, it's not helped by the old guys.
Parents somehow grow a fearful paranoia, born of the unknown. They begin to deny every little pleasure one can indulge in. Random excuses would be made to refuse things that would traditionally be customary. At any rate, it borderlines on the giving of permission for involuntary institutionalization.
Maybe its the fear of the bubonic plague.
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