He shouts, fights
And I too
He calms down fast
But I do not
As I’m not a child anymore
Child: Mom, you make me so angry.
Mom: What happened?
Child: Always imposing controls on my cartoons..
Mom: If you had some self control, I wouldn’t have to impose.
Child: India is a free country, don’t you know that so far?
The child was sleeping so peacefully with her hands resting on a pokemon teddy while her grandma had that holy book in her hand.
Can you see some irony there? Both are having their comfort objects in their hands.
Is God the teddy for grown-ups, a source of comfort or a security object?
Both are offering a kind of protective embrace, a reconstruction of faith. For the kid it’s the teddy while it’s a version of God for adults, making them escape from some unknown fear.
Kids escape from the fear of darkness with a teddy. He assures himself “someone is there with me always”, like God for grown-ups.
Mom : Babe, Why are you doing addition whenever the question was to subtract the numbers?
Child : Mom, I don’t like subtractions. I always want things to be added only; never should it be cut down. Let us make the world grow…
Mom : (Speechless, Admire you my Son!)
There are 6 homes in a compound.. Definitely, not the congested ones as in todays residential villas. It may take around 1 to 2 kids’ minutes (they won’t walk, no.. they can only run ) to reach the other end if a kid starts from one end of the compound. And many such compounds before you reach a main junction. None of those compounds are segregated by todays kind of stone walls, instead there had some natural walls decorated with hibiscus, henna and all. (It was our hiding place while playing hide and seek….shhhhh. ) And a route in between. And we had a pond also there in our compound. There was a field on the other side of the pond. We go there after school hours, do fishing and do all kinds of naughtiness with mud and water….
The houses are still there, the pond is still there, the remains of the field is still there, but definitely not that 8 year old girl..
Time passes, we also have to move with that. Or else we should have to travel in the speed of light to put a pause for time..
Little Girl : Aunty, You look very beautiful
Mom : Oh! Sweeti, thank you so much. You are also very cute.
Son (standing nearby) : (Laughing silently)
Mom : Hey you fool, why were you laughing then..?
Son : Ah, she was telling the same thing to every mom she met today
Mom : Pling !
Never rescue your kids from mistakes. If you do, they will just continue the same and never learn to improve. So in effect, parents are spoiling their kids by allowing them to commit the mistakes repeatedly. Instead have a protective eye, ensure their safety, warn them on the consequences, still if they are continuing with their mistakes, let them do it. They will learn naturally from their consequences. And why not build up some harmless consequences, if they are not learning naturally..;)
And on the other side, if you are not enforcing those rules and disciplinary actions, kids will feel really bad, like you are not bothered on them.. So never hesitate to have disciplinary actions. So switch the mode very often.
Meet this clever papa and two innocent kids, And yes Newton also..
The little one was shouting to play pokemon cards. . . . Now Newton’s third law first! 😃 “Every action, there is equal and opposite reaction. . . !” The elder was so adamant and said : “I don’t want to play pokemon cards” Now, Newton’s first law comes into play! “…an object either remains […]
Venue: Open FIDE Rated Chess Tournament
Time: 9:30 AM
Timers pressed. Game began.
My opponent was a little girl, not more than 10 years old. And when the game started I noticed that she had a wrong placement of king and queen (Or something like that, I don’t remember exactly). I thought, “Oh..this innocent kid, poor girl, why should I make her in trouble” I told her to correct it and the game restarted.
After sometime, she called the arbiter. Did I make any mistake? My eyes scanned the entire board..no, nothing is wrong.. then what’s wrong with her..I thought.
The timer was placed on my left side, so I was moving pieces with my left hand to meet the law of pressing the timer with the same hand which made move. And as a poke-yoke, I kept a pen in my right hand too and was writing the moves in the notepad. The cautious me, no..;)
The little girl assumed that I was playing with right hand, as it is the normal way. And when she noticed that I was pressing the timer with left hand, a bulb lighted in her head. Anyway, it didn’t take much time to make it clear for her as the arbiter was the real witness to shield me.
Another 10 or 15 moves over. I did a short castling. Again she stood up.. I scanned my board..the cycle repeated, found nothing wrong. The arbiter came and at once she said that I moved into check. Castling is only forbidden when an opponent’s piece controls a square that the king has to cross. Thanks God, I am saved this time, too. She might have got mistaken by the rules.
After a few more moves, she called the arbiter again. My heartbeats started to increase. And this time, she had a complaint about the table, that it’s not steady.. Anyway the arbiter solved this problem too…the match continued..
Please don’t ask me who win or lose the match, I give full credit to that little girl as she gave me an alternative insight to her generation.
Son : Mom, why are you never getting tired ?
Mom : How can I, when you are my first priority?
Son : Mom, why are you never getting tired ?
Mom : I don’t mind being tired when you are there all around me.