Clinging to mother’s breast, a child wants both nutrients and emotional warmth. A typical traditional mother enjoys the serenity of the shining face of the child while enjoying breast feeding her child. The mother also enjoys peace and bliss, an inexplicable joy, which can only feel and not express. How many mothers, inclusive of homemakers today have the innate wisdom, health, time or mindset to breastfeed their children, sorry a single child. In the fast forward life working mothers hardly have the relaxed atmosphere to take proper care. Being born to hardworking parents, seventeen years after their marriage, I distinctly remember having tasted the elixir of mother’s milk for a very long period. It’s not that others have told me about this.I do have that memory. I was a blessed child, indeed.
In the initial years after marriage my first daughter had difficulties in conceiving .Once that gift was showered on her, and advised to take proper rest, she resigned her job and did full justice in bringing up the child. Given the closeness of mother, and all proximity, the child was also pampered, rather excessively. She is now fully grown up and doing LKG.
Recently, parents meet was held in her school, which is actually positioned in a college. That was also a day when proficiency prizes in various sections/ subjects were to be awarded to meritorious kids.
My granddaughter insisted that her mother must attend the function. She was feverishly bristling with enthusiasm to take her mother to the first mega function in her school.
To tease her, my daughter told: “you have not won any prize. Either in subject or sports. Why should I come?”
Pat came the reply in Tamil from the kid, with all sarcasm and smile on her face: “Mummy, don’t you know that in each class, only one student can get the first rank.In running race too, only one boy or girl can come first. We should not worry about it. You are going to see, next year, I will study well and get the best marks.”
I was amazed by her wisdom and intellectual inventiveness. Positive thinking about life must be learnt from the kids. Every child is more precious and wonderful. I am reminded of the words of Taoist philosopher Lao Tzu
In the initial years after marriage my first daughter had difficulties in conceiving .Once that gift was showered on her, and advised to take proper rest, she resigned her job and did full justice in bringing up the child. Given the closeness of mother, and all proximity, the child was also pampered, rather excessively. She is now fully grown up and doing LKG.
Recently, parents meet was held in her school, which is actually positioned in a college. That was also a day when proficiency prizes in various sections/ subjects were to be awarded to meritorious kids.
My granddaughter insisted that her mother must attend the function. She was feverishly bristling with enthusiasm to take her mother to the first mega function in her school.
To tease her, my daughter told: “you have not won any prize. Either in subject or sports. Why should I come?”
Pat came the reply in Tamil from the kid, with all sarcasm and smile on her face: “Mummy, don’t you know that in each class, only one student can get the first rank.In running race too, only one boy or girl can come first. We should not worry about it. You are going to see, next year, I will study well and get the best marks.”
I was amazed by her wisdom and intellectual inventiveness. Positive thinking about life must be learnt from the kids. Every child is more precious and wonderful. I am reminded of the words of Taoist philosopher Lao Tzu
“ Be the last. Move in the world as if you are not. Don’t be competitive, don’t try to prove your worth- there is no need. Remain useless and enjoy.”
From My Dateless Dairy
From My Dateless Dairy
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