Where is my ball?

 Most of you must be familiar with the mystery of the ever-elusive toy at home! No matter how many times you help your little one find it, it still goes missing the next minute!  No matter how many such similar looking toys your little brat has, he does not let you rest in peace until you’ve dug out this one, in particular! No matter what time of the day it is or how busy everyone is, your little nag still manages to get the whole house to hunt for his perpetually missing favorite toy! No matter how many times you’ve warned him of misplacing the toy unless he’s careful, he still approaches you with a sheepish smile when it disappears! No matter who’s to blame for its disappearance, he'll still throw “find-it-now or else...." tantrums!  Well, Abhay had his moment yesterday when his favorite smiley ball went missing …for the millionth time! Until recently, it was everywhere  – on the living room sofa, on the dining table, on the bathroom counter, on his bedside when suddenly it was gone! Out of the blue, Abhay remembered his favorite toy last evening and held the whole house to ransom, until I happen to spot it literally right under his nose....much to everyone's relief! :-) 

Co-incidentally, I found a book that I had recently picked up from 'The Sapna Book house' quite apt for our situation! 'Where is my bat" by Meera Tendolkar and illustrated by Rijutha Ghate, a Level 1 Early Reader from Pratham publications, which stands true to its level of difficulty, unlike a few other early readers from the same publisher. As the name suggests, this is about a boy who has  misplaced his cricket bat! He tries to look for it everywhere - behind the door, under the bed, on the shelf, in the attic, inside the toy box but his bat is nowhere to be found. Finally, he sees his mischievous little sister playing right outside his window with what appears to be his bat!:-) So...the next time your little one loses his toy - ask him look for it right where he is! :-)

Abhay's new world!

After a tiresome wait of over six months, we find ourselves heaving a sigh of relief that our house renovation work is finally complete! What started out as a “minor alteration” to our existing structure so as to accommodate our overseas belongings, ended up being a full-scale construction both in terms of effort as well as cost and not to forget, time! For months now, the masons, painters and carpenters seemed more like a part of our family! For months, I got used to coming back home to find everything in a state of complete disarray and everyone running short of temper! For months, we felt uprooted with all our furniture and belongings pulled out of their designated spaces in order to make way for the construction work! Now that all the workers are gone and the renovation work complete, at last, it feels as if we’ve got our home back!  Abhay too had his share of grievance with the alteration work as his room was turned into a makeshift kitchen while our actual kitchen was getting an “extreme makeover”! In the bargain, his room got an “image makeover” too. Since our soon to-be-six year old has always been fascinated with places and maps, we had the whole world spread out on one of his walls!  Now the world’s biggest challenge is to get him back into sleeping in his own world…..errr …room! J

With the whole world on his wall, I picked up an around-the-world adventure titled “Madlenka” by Peter Sis. This book starts off  describing the larger picture of where we live. In the universe, on a planet, on a continent, in a country, in a city, on a block, in a house, in a window, in the rain, a little girl named Madlenka finds out that her tooth wiggles. Madlenka is dying to let everyone in the world know that her tooth is loose. How does she manage to do that ? She just skips down her street in New York city to meet her friend Mr. Gatson, the French baker who wisks her away to Paris, the land of Croissants and French Bread. She then approaches Mr. Singh, the newspaper man from India who takes her to the land of ancient kingdoms and the Taj mahal ( Oh..No..not again!) She scoots off to meet Mr. Ciao, the Ice cream man who greets her in quintessential Italian “Buon Giorno” and calls for a treat in the land of spaghetti, gelatos and the leaning Tower of Pisa! Around the corner, she stops by to see Mrs. Grimm from Germany who delights her with stories of Snow White and Slovenly Peter from Germany.  Madlenka is having the time of her life when she meets Mr. Eduardo, the greengrocer from Latin America. As she walks into his store selling fresh flowers, trees, fruits, it feels like she is walking in a rain forest amidst the rain, butterflies, tapirs, parrots, jaguars and snakes. She then heads to meet her African friend, Cleopatra with whom she engages in pretend play as if they are in the Saharan desert. Then she decides to tell Mrs Klam who is from South East Asia, and is soon transported into the land of dragons, samurai swords, green tea and rice. Suddenly, she realizes that she is horribly late and rushes back home to her parents who are upset with her and ask her where she had been. Madlenka tells them that she went around the world and also that she'd just lost her tooth! So a trip around the street can mean a trip around the world! Abhay loved “Madlenka” with its stunning visuals so much that he made me retain this library book until I could not renew it anymore! We also went over all the places featured in the book on his world map! So just like Madlenka…. the world is in your room Abhay…..go ahead…. explore the world!

The Perfect Child!

Some say there is no such thing as perfection, but if you chase it, you may be able to achieve excellence. While it is admirable to try and attain perfection at work or on a professional level, I wonder if it is possible or even desirable to achieve the same on the personal front. For instance, there is no ‘perfect husband’ or a ‘perfect wife’ but it lies in us to make them perfect for us! On the same lines, even though we may try to be the “perfect parent”, but who’s to judge? Striving for perfection can only add more pressure to the already stressed job of parenting! Similarly, we all know that no child is perfect and expecting your little one to be perfect in his school work or with his routine activities may be a little too much for him or her to take. So take heart, that you are a perfectly imperfect parent with a perfectly imperfect child! :-)

A book that I had picked up for Abhay is the reason for my pondering over perfection. "The Search for the Perfect child" by  Jan Fearnley is a book that had set me thinking and so I had to pick it up! This is a story about Fido Fonteyn, the coolest, cleverest, sharpest detective dog in the whole world who is now on the lookout for the perfect child. He is unfazed when people explain that there is no such a thing as a perfect child but is determined to sniff one out! He tries to understand what makes a perfect child? Some believe that a perfect child is artistic, one who is kind to animals, or one who likes to grow things; Others say that the perfect child has style;He is always happy to help out with the chores, never complains about taking bath, and has varied interests like bugs, dinosaurs, etc; The Perfect child loves to monkey around and is always polite and well spoken! As you read on and wonder just where will one find such a perfect child, Fido reveals that he has finally laid his eyes on one. Who, you may ask? Get your little one to turn to the last page, where Fido holds up a note saying “YOU”! So Abhay…just remember, no matter what you do…you will always be perfect for me!

The place we call 'Home'!

I can’t believe it’s already one year since we returned to India after our brief stint in the US. Though our stay in the US was only for over three years, it was long enough to change our lifestyle, our perspective towards life, our outlook towards parenting and our understanding of what’s important in life! In short, our stay in the US changed our lives and I am thankful for it! At the same time, it also made us realize that our ultimate destination was in fact India and no matter how long we stayed in the US, this realization would continue to haunt us! We also realized that the longer we stayed, the harder it would be for us to leave! So we took a call and moved back to a place that was once our home,  not sure of whether we would be able to make it our home once again, after having spent three years in a land that changes one for good! At the risk of sounding like a US returned snob, I must say that initially, we felt disoriented doing everyday things like crossing the main road, with all kinds of vehicles headed in all kinds of directions! We missed having oatmeal for breakfast (Quaker’s oatmeal just doesn’t taste the same here!) and continue to miss Netfix and Starbucks! We kept comparing Americans with Indians and complained about how Indians lacked etiquette or basic civic sense! We found ourselves constantly converting Rupees to Dollars to see if we would’ve embarked on the same expenditure had it been the US! On a personal note, I had also forgotten how to function in a joint family set up, having spent the last three years not being answerable to any in-law! J One year's up and our life in Portland seems so distant and removed from our current set-up that it almost feels like another life….or at best a dream fading away from memory! In one year, all of three of us have not only managed to comfortably settle down in our new “old home” but tried to blend in some aspects of our American life with our life in “namma Bengaluru”! So I can safely say that, in one year…it feels like we never left! J

I guess Abhay has been the happiest with our move. Except some intermittent references to his Portland friends and Portland’s freeways (which even I miss), Abhay is home! So today, celebrating one year anniversary of our change of address, I read “Sameer’s House”  by Deepa Balsavar and Deepa Hari and illustrated by Nina Sabnani. This book can also serve as an introductory lesson on geography for your little one. This is about Sameer who lives with his family in his house located on a narrow crowded street called Saraswathi street, in a busy city called Mumbai which in turn is the capital city of the State of Maharashtra that is a part of a populous country called India. India is one of the countries in the largest continent of Asia on a planet called the Earth that rotates around the sun in the solar system that is a part of the universe. The  last page carries a few names with their addresses detailed just as Sameer’s. As for Abhay, he may not realise it now, but Abhay has come a long way from Abhay Karanth, NW Overlook Drive, Hillsboro, Oregon, USA, North America, Earth, Solar System, Universe, to Abhay Karanth, Silver Oak Street, Bangalore, Karnataka, India, Asia, Solar System, Universe!  

The story of Indian Independence!

Today being Indian Independence day, the day began with the hoisting the tri-coloured flag in our local community area attended by almost all the residents followed by a cultural event in the evening, the central theme being Indian Independence. Having gone through August 15^th like any other day for the last three years, while we were in the US, (except some sporadic events hosted by local Indian associations over the weekend), we decided to participate this year in the Independence day celebrations  with renewed interest, partly because we were keen on introducing our little one to our glorious past. He may be young now, but it is never too early to instill some patriotism in kids. While it is intriguing to watch the I-day celebrations go the American way with Independence day sales and discounts offered by all retail giants and I-Day parties at pubs, it is also comforting to find that some things dont change, like the flag hoisting followed by the Prime Minister's speech at the Red fort telecast live on television, or people selling miniature Indian flags at signals, or  "desh-bhakti" (patriotic) songs playing non-stop on Doordarshan! :-) Anyway, since technically,  this was Abhay’s first Indian Independence day celebrations, we went all out to get him into the patriotic mood! So starting with flag hoisting in the morning, we had him participate on stage with several other kids for the famous “Eh…mere watan ke logon…” dressed as an army soldier waving out the Indian flag! Jai Hind!

Though I had expected to find many picture books on the Indian Independence that succinctly explains the story of our freedom struggle in an age appropriate manner, I was disappointed with what I found. Many of the books resembled textbooks more than illustrative picture books. One book I found worth reading and recommending is “The Story of 15^th August” by Sandhya Rao and illustrated by Reginald Goveas, part of a series called Read and Colour Freedom Stories brought out by Tulika publications. This book introduces kids to a common man’s perspective on the excitement at the country having gained independence in 1947. Starting with Bala’s story, who was an eight year old girl at the stroke of the midnight hour on 15^th August 1947, then goes on to Safdar’s story who witnessed Nehru famous “Tryst with Destiny” speech at the Constituent Assembly Hall, Annamma’s story of her memories of “Gandhiji”  and Dinshaw’s partition experience are some of the stories featured along with detailed line drawings that can be colored by your little one, as he learns the story of India’s Independence. Happy Independence day everyone!