In schools of rural India, slates are used as notebooks that have a blackboard surface which can be reused. These slates were on what we would learn how to read and write and make mistakes and rectify them. It is difficult to be able to get a decent education in a place, where education is deemed down as a means of better income. I show the burden of a child’s life and his difficulty to get a sound education, with the oversized slate. To go to a good school and college has been one of the greatest challenges in my life. In my work I replaced the blackboard with different metal sheets I gathered from around many places. I also put the bags with each slate concerning the village occupations (a farmer’s bag,a labourer’s bag). Each child comes with materials from his family’s occupation. But altogether they have the same dreams. These plates yet again speak of time and degeneration and transformation. The slate here carries a sense of a journey and what we understand by ‘time’ when we look at the tattered plates. The slate frames become a window to observe the tolerance of something that accepts all change around it, without responding.