A road trip to Chennai to meet the in-laws and friends. The boy enjoys these trips as he has no rules at in-laws.
We went out for lunch and he took his time to eat and explore the place.
My experiences on being a father and beyond…The boy is growing up so fast, I wanted a medium to note down the memorable moments.
A road trip to Chennai to meet the in-laws and friends. The boy enjoys these trips as he has no rules at in-laws.
We went out for lunch and he took his time to eat and explore the place.
Effect of reading Harry Potter, Covid and the obsession with sanitizers.
Presenting the home made recipe from the boy for making sanitizer.
And the boy has started emailing his classmates - one who stays in the 7th floor in the same building(!) and another friend who is outside the country
The following passages from Grit: Why passion and resilience are the secrets to success by Angela Duckworth
Sometimes, when I talk to anxious parents, I get the impression they’ve misunderstood what I mean by grit. I tell them that half of grit is perseverance—in response, I get appreciative head nods—but I also tell them that nobody works doggedly on something they don’t find intrinsically interesting. Here, heads often stop nodding and, instead, cock to the side.
“Just because you love something doesn’t mean you’ll be great,” says self-proclaimed Tiger Mom Amy Chua. “Not if you don’t work. Most people stink at the things they love.” I couldn’t agree more. Even in the development of your interests, there is work—practicing, studying, learning —to be done. Still, my point is that most people stink even more at what they don’t love.
So, parents, parents-to-be, and non-parents of all ages, I have a message for you: Before hard work comes play. Before those who’ve yet to fix on a passion are ready to spend hours a day diligently honing skills, they must goof around, triggering and retriggering interest. Of course, developing an interest requires time and energy, and yes, some discipline and sacrifice.
But at this earliest stage, novices aren’t obsessed with getting better. They’re not thinking years and years into the future. They don’t know what their top-level, life-orienting goal will be. More than anything else, they’re having fun.
In other words, even the most accomplished of experts start out as unserious beginners.
And the boy is no longer sleeping alone. The wife keeps the fan at a blast and goes under the blankets. I am not comfortable with that mode of sleeping. Therefore I have moved to the boy's bedroom and sleeping next to him.
I recently had the opportunity to read Born A Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood by Trevor Noah.
The following passage where his mother gives an advice struck a chord. In our current times, where children have the rights to complain against their parents/teachers for giving them a tough time, this one shows a different perspective. I was brought up with the below thought process and I believe it makes you stronger.
The boy's football class on the ground was restarted today after the State Government started opening up. Not many children turned up but it was good to be on the ground. All the children had a sizable virtual square in which they had to stay and do all the practicing.
The boy came along too. The presence of Aa and Ah was encouraging enough
It was 2 km one way and steep towards the end. He made it to almost 98% of it. At the end, the hot puris for breakfast made him happy.
We were not sure if the boy was ready for this. Among the large number of Bad Boys and Magic Tree books that we picked up from Blossoms this time, we also picked a Secret Seven and a Dragon Masters (Tracey West)
The boy read the Secret Seven slowly but loved it. More than him I loved it! Took me back to my school days when I read them - along with Famous Five, Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys, The 3 Investigators - whatever investigative/mystery books that I could read.
Many times, the boy has asked for this in the past. We told him it is not time yet. And now, since his playing time in the evenings are getting extended (he claims he does not know what time it is), we thought it is about time since we got him one.
"See you bro, my mother is calling" the boy replied to some one on the phone.
All of 7 years old. Talk about the effects of hanging out with older children!
So the boy has started hanging out with the big boys - playing cricket whenever he can. Morning after school classes he rushes off to play. On the days of no Football class, as soon as the waiting period after lunch is done, he zooms off. He is happy and proud that the "big" boys let him play with them.
His current age groups friends, especially Kv is not too happy about it.
It fell on Friday as the boy was in front of the laptop watching the Rambo Circus online
Rambo Circus. I remember seeing my first circus when I was a child. I was in awe, especially the trapeze artists and the animals that could do tricks. No more animals now. The boy enjoyed the show, especially the clowns and the lady with the hoopla rings.
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We have a balcony with a railing.
All these days the boy used to stand and peer out. He was small to cross it. On some days he used to put his leg between the railing and get a lift up. Whenever he wants to cross, the wife or I had to give him a leg up and get him over it.
Finally he has become so tall that he managed to climb, swing his leg over and cross it.
When did I have access to a laptop? A good 6 years after I started working.
And the boy? In Grade 2. Well versed with Zoom, knows how to Annotate, want to set a virtual background, loves Ninjago (started watching the series seriously this year) and a lot of reading using Raz-kids and British Council Library online.
And the boy has started sleeping on his own since last night in the second bedroom. It had to do with peer pressure (his friend Kv started) and the fact that he was not happy when I told him that I will board up pillows on both his sides if he is sleeping in our current bedroom. He is all over the place and literally pushes the wife off the bed.
So far it has been ok, although he is taking time to fall asleep. I miss him sleeping with his hand across me, snuggling for warmth and the kiss on my cheeks. The boy sometimes asks me to sleep next to him and I do it till he falls asleep.
In his previous school, because of limitations, Hindi was not taught well.
That showed now as the boy was not confident and resisted learning it. At one time he said he hated it. The wife had a talk with his class coordinator and things have improved now.