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Mother, writer and daydreamer. Also chocoholic and chick-flick lover. But mainly mommy. To two boys, at that! When not escorting my Elder One (EO) to karate class, I'm trying to get in as many cuddles as possible from my Younger One (YO). And when not doing either, I'm hard-at-work trying to maintain a steady relationship with my laptop. And as for the Man I Married (MIM), well, let’s just put it this way – even though we share a bedroom, our most meaningful conversations are held over the cell-phone!

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Aaah! Father Time! What Showest Me Thou Next??

Yesterday, was a Special Activity Day at the YO's school. It was an activity day and I had to accompany him and take him from room to room where there were different activities centred around the "Five Senses". Each room was dedicated to a particular sensory action and the teachers in those rooms did corresponding activities with the kids. For example, in the 'Smell' room, there were three bowls of different flowers...jui, rajanigandha and tube-rose. There were three other bowls covered with white gauze and the child had to smell and identify the matching fragrances. In the 'Taste' room, there were five different types of things to taste. The 'Sound' room is where the kids literally had a blast! They banged on drums, kettles, pot and pans; went berserk with the maracas, bells and xylophone. There were different instruments from China and Africa as well!

My gregarious little imp stayed chipku to me during the beginning and wasn't very forthcoming at first, but after a while, he started opening up, taking part in all the activities with a huge smile on his face and a twinkle in his eyes. He 'chatted' with a few of his friends and did some semi-cartwheels with them before the slide show in the 'Sight' room, but all the while, he kept looking back to make sure I was there. Once his eyes would meet mine, he'd give me a huge, toothy grin and go back to doing what he was, content and reassured that Mamma was right where he'd left her. I'm always there baby and I always will be...even when you stop looking...I'll always be there.

I love going to the YO's school during Special Activity Day. I used to love going with the EO too. It gives me a chance to see him in his other environment, the one that I am not a part of. I get to see how much he's picked up, how he interacts with his 'peers' (such a grown-up sounding word!) and teachers. And most lovely of all, I get to bond with him, and delight over the things that he's mastered while he gets to preen and show-off. I can literally see him grow ten-feet tall when I shower him with praise and award him with a little applause. And that sight?...ooooff!!...phenomenal, I say!

I also get to meet one of the EO's teachers and she always wants to know about him and what he's up to. The warmth in her eyes as she talks about him is genuine and it makes me feel good...and a little wistful too truthfully; because it reminds me that not too long ago, my baby was here, having fun and loving it, and now he goes to some stuffed-up old school in uniform everyday, with a huge, heavy load on his back.

I also met the EO's first ever teacher there yesterday! She left soon after the EO 'graduated' from her class, to get married and have a baby. And yesterday, she was there with HER son, doing the different activities with him, as a mommy. We chatted for a while and I marvelled again at the passing of Time. My first-born's first teacher with her first-born!

How Time flies! How baby birds grow wings and fly!

Keep holding on to my hand YO, for just a while longer...I'm not ready to let go yet.

10 comments:

Swapna Raghu Sanand said...

What a heart warming post! I loved the bit about the three rooms that teach kids about the three senses! Its so nice! Kids get to learn and enjoy at one go! Learning becomes associated with growth and fun in their sub conscious minds too.

Its great that you've got a great relationship with the teachers and that they are so caring and supportive about the kids. Nowadays, its so difficult to find teachers who truly care and want to make a positive difference.

Aneela Z said...

well speaking from the trenches of poop feed spit up sending him out in the world sounds so tempting...i do know i will be looking back fondly at this stage in a few years but at this moment im READY!!!

Mama - Mia said...

:)

beautiful as always namesake!

and Cubby is always chipku when we are at the school. but otha times as per his teacher he is doing fine!

YO sounds delectable like always! :)

hugs

Poppins said...

Big School stories scare me - I like to think my little one will stay little forever :) YO sounds so so cute

Sparkling said...

:)

I don't know want to say...

God Bless both of them! :)

Mystic Margarita said...

Moms are never ready to let go, are they? Popol is not usually a chipku - in fact he abandons me the moment he lays eyes on another kid, but I know the feeling of the fledgling flying the coop. Hugs to the EO and YO. Will mail you.

Kay said...

They say Time flies like an arrow, but fruit flies like a banana.... yes it took me a few seconds to get it, but I'm wiser all the same.

The Ketchup Girl said...

why, I don;t think i'll ever let go. That sentence of yours scred the living daylights outta me and i stared at mishmash a good 10 minutes thinking of all the things she'd do without me, effortlessly. Ah the joys and pains of motherhood. sweet lil post m4.

Mamma mia! Me a mamma? said...

@ Swapna: That's so true. Having to deal with the trauma of a bad teacher in the EO's life right now, these teachers remind me that not all is lost!

@ Aneela: So been there...and I wanna go back!!!

@ Namesake: Cubby and YO are so similar in many ways :) Imagine what'll happen if the two of them get together! The possibilities are endless...even a little frightening! *shudders* ;p

@ Poppins: Sigh! That's what we all want babe!

@ Sparkling: Thanks sweetie!

@ Mystic: Yes, I marvel at moms who can be stoic and a little removed. Look forward to your mail...HUGS!!

@ Kay: Thank you for that piece of wisdom, o wisdomous one. Any more such gems?

@ KG: The sad truth is that we are never ready to let go, but they are so ready to soar... Enjoy Mish-mash, every moment with her.

Monika,Ansh said...

Aww....I so understannd