At a friends wedding:
Mummu always has been the types, when she sees people her own age she wud just run to them. We had been to a friends wedding in March, and luckily I was happy to see another gal (the Grooms niece, almost same age as Mummu) there. I was closely watching them. There was this girl AM, Mummu and another boy of the same age. In their playful activities, they had thrown the bride n groom off and occupied the sofa kept on the stage. Before mummu joined the gang, AM and the Boy, xyz, were happily running around. Once mummu joined, xyz started playing with her and wasn't following AM when she continued to run here and there. This I think bugged AM a lot, she called out for the boy. The boy meekly followed her, while AM pointed a strict finger at Mummu and said something, which seemed like ' u better stay here n don't follow us'. While AM and Xyz took one round of the reception hall, mummu waited patiently on the sofa. Xyz came back to her once he finished his running arnd and started playing again. AM called him the 2nd time for another round, the boy meekly followed her, while again Mummu was instructed to strictly sit where she was (atleast from a distant it seemed that way). AM and xyz ran and xyz again came back to mummu. The Third time, before AM called xyz to play with her, she shouted at mummu and I could clearly hear her say 'Don't play with us, sit here'. Mummu was burning with fury. I was on my marks, I handed Sunny to mum and was adjusting my sandal.
With the biggest tears in her eyes, she slid down from the sofa, kept both the hands on the sofa behind her back, and to the trailing figure of AM she shouted something.
When I heard that, I broke into a laugh and a sprint at the same time. Grabbed her, brought her back to where we were seated and cuddled her, told her not to cry and asked her what did AM tell you
Mummu : ' Mumma she told me, you don't play'
ME : ' what did you say?'
Mummu with tears still rolling out of her eyes and a big smile (as if she won the battle with that just one word) : ' I said Kuttey' (kuttey as in dog).
How could you not laugh at such a sweet thing. I, ofcourse, disciplined her later once we got back home, no point scolding the child, when she was so upset.
13 September, 2011
F.E.A.R.s (August 11)
The latest addition to my list of fears:
1. PTM
2. Mummu
Fears of PTM's , I thought I had overcome, what with Mummu's eurokids teachers giving a good review everytime we went there. I never thought, dreamt it would come back to scare me again, and it did. Honestly, I had all but forgotten about it, when the circular came from her new school, the fear just came back to me, followed by sleepless nights. In the end, PTM was postponed to another month. Sighhhhhhhhhh, Phew, Relief.
In the meantime, there was the Independence day celebration, and I was hoping it would be a school event. Well, it was a class event, supposed to start at 8:30 and it did start, we reached at 9 am. We actually entered towards fag end of a performance, infact the only performance that was organised(and if the teachers are listening, please, I cannot write my remarks based on just one performance when the music player was getting stuck every 5 seconds and the children didn't know what to do. Plus, whatever comments I have written down its for the childrens performance and not really for what the teachers taught).
When we entered, the last piece of music(title song from 'Chak de') was playing, Mummu without any hestitation just joined the gang and started dancing, we were so happy to see that there was absolutely no hesitation.
After the performance, we asked her who are your friends? She pointed at them from far, named them, but just didn't go to anybody despite the fact that half the children were calling out to her. This made me upset, but I am assuming cos sunny was also with us, she was more interested in coming back n playing with Sunny than her school friends(keeping my fingers crossed).
WE were more interested in knowing few kids, especially the ones who Mummu was complaining about that they beat her, pinch her or push her(wait till I find them grrrrrr!!!Wat I m protective about my kid, so wat???). Thankfully, none of those guys had turned up(thankful for them).
A typical conversation after she is back from school:
Mummu : 'Mumma today na that big boy pushed me'
'Mumma today na that big boy na took my chair'
'Mumma today na that big boy scratched me'
Me : 'So what did you do?'
Mummu : ' I na told teacher, teacher teacher this boy beat me.'
Me : ' Did you beat him back?'
Mummu : 'no mumma, I am so small na.'
While this made me smile and I am so glad that she doesn't resort to any kind of violence, I worry about her, I do not want her to be pushed or beaten ever.
1. PTM
2. Mummu
Fears of PTM's , I thought I had overcome, what with Mummu's eurokids teachers giving a good review everytime we went there. I never thought, dreamt it would come back to scare me again, and it did. Honestly, I had all but forgotten about it, when the circular came from her new school, the fear just came back to me, followed by sleepless nights. In the end, PTM was postponed to another month. Sighhhhhhhhhh, Phew, Relief.
In the meantime, there was the Independence day celebration, and I was hoping it would be a school event. Well, it was a class event, supposed to start at 8:30 and it did start, we reached at 9 am. We actually entered towards fag end of a performance, infact the only performance that was organised(and if the teachers are listening, please, I cannot write my remarks based on just one performance when the music player was getting stuck every 5 seconds and the children didn't know what to do. Plus, whatever comments I have written down its for the childrens performance and not really for what the teachers taught).
When we entered, the last piece of music(title song from 'Chak de') was playing, Mummu without any hestitation just joined the gang and started dancing, we were so happy to see that there was absolutely no hesitation.
After the performance, we asked her who are your friends? She pointed at them from far, named them, but just didn't go to anybody despite the fact that half the children were calling out to her. This made me upset, but I am assuming cos sunny was also with us, she was more interested in coming back n playing with Sunny than her school friends(keeping my fingers crossed).
WE were more interested in knowing few kids, especially the ones who Mummu was complaining about that they beat her, pinch her or push her(wait till I find them grrrrrr!!!Wat I m protective about my kid, so wat???). Thankfully, none of those guys had turned up(thankful for them).
A typical conversation after she is back from school:
Mummu : 'Mumma today na that big boy pushed me'
'Mumma today na that big boy na took my chair'
'Mumma today na that big boy scratched me'
Me : 'So what did you do?'
Mummu : ' I na told teacher, teacher teacher this boy beat me.'
Me : ' Did you beat him back?'
Mummu : 'no mumma, I am so small na.'
While this made me smile and I am so glad that she doesn't resort to any kind of violence, I worry about her, I do not want her to be pushed or beaten ever.
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