We were at the super market the other day. The shopping had been done and we were at the billing counter. As usual, the cart kept throwing up surprises after surprises. Two packets of cream biscuits. Two packets of instant noodles. Four big chocolate packs. Two Frooti packs. Chewing gums. And some such assorted stuff which we adults hadn’t in the first place noticed on the shelves. It had to be the two little ones’ prank.
I saw an advertisement the other day, of children whose father has been unable to send them to school and they were playing by the street. Another man, presumably more successful than the father stops by and offers to drop them to school. On the way they are lost in admiration of the plush car they are riding and he tells them that if they went to school, they would get a plush car like him, otherwise they would be stuck with a dinky toy.
It is strange how a lot of things which take much of my mind space right now, never mattered so much before motherhood happened to me.
“Others have seen what is and asked why. I have seen what could be and asked why not. ” – Pablo Picasso
From the very beginning, I have a fascination towards all kinds of creative geniuses like Einstein, Pablo Picasso, and Steve Jobs etc. I have read lots of biographies to know more about their childhood and about the efforts taken by their parents to nurture these multifaceted talents into geniuses. The idea behind all this research was to do similar stuff for my kids too, to nurture their creativity.
I’ve always wondered how or if things would have been different for the kids, had we been living in India and not abroad. I don’t quite mean this in the academic sense. I’m looking at this more from the cultural point of view.
Most of us learn TRUE PARENTING only by experience. Books, “parental” advice from all and sundry, past life experiences, blogs, videos, etc. help to some extent, but what truly makes the difference is what you learn every single day as a parent. And parenting is a journey, one which is filled with many ups and downs, highs and lows, good and bad, joys and tears, learning’s and un-learning’s!
My little girl M is going away. No she is not 16 and moving to college. Neither is she 26 and getting married. She is not taking off on a holiday or a camp! My little girl is 9 and come April 1st. she is heading to a boarding school.