It is that time of the year, when my kids will move from one grade to another in school. But before they move, there is a two week peiod of assessments that they will go through.
So, this morning, my son was awake quite early and in my eagerness to get a head start, I said to him, “Let’s start studying right now. After all, ’tis the early bird that catches the worm, and you will be done before lunch and then you can have fun.”
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My son looked at me and asked, “Mom, have you ever thought of the poor worm and what this means to him? I feel like one now.”
I burst out laughing. Have never looked at it from the worm’s point of view.
I am going to narrate two, true stories about ‘pinches’.
The first one happened last week. I was out shopping, and in one of the roadside shops, I saw my friend. Her back was turned away from me. She is a very dear friend, and I was so happy to see her, and so what did I do?
I quietly pinched her arm and shouted a loud greeting. Imagine my shock when she turned around and I realized that it was someone else.
The lady who turned around was red in the face (from the friendly pinch, me thinks). I apologised profusely, and repeatedly. To say that I was mortified is an understatement.
The second incident was narrated to me by a friend. My friend and her daughter were in the mall. My friend’s daughter, 7 years old, was being a real brat and throwing a tantrum in the mall; a tantrum that involved some full throated crying and stomping of feet.
My friend was at her wits’ end. She issued many threats. In the end she said in her mother tongue, “I am going to pinch you if you don’t behave.”
In our mother tongue the word for pinch is pronounced as ‘killu” . So my friend’s daughter bawled loudly and said in a mixture of English and her mother tongue, “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…”!
My friend turned red with embarrassment as people looked at her strangely.
Two stories that pinched!
Children are so influenced by how we adults talk, the way we gesture, the way we modulate our voices and the way we behave.
It is fun to hear them unconsciously behave like their parents or older siblings by observing them on a daily basis.
One such funny incident comes to mind, as told to me by a friend.
We Indians are cricket crazy and when some exciting matches are being played, the whole family sits and follows the match closely. With lots of food and some full-throated yelling, it is no surprise that the young kids in the family also get caught up in all this excitement.
On one such day as my friend’s family sat and watched a rather exciting match, which had a nail-biting finish that saw India winning, a little boy in the family, who was all of 4 years old said, “I haven’t seen such a thrilling match in my entire life”.
Four years…a lifetime indeed! All the adults burst out laughing.