Conversations

Aryan: What noise? Water flowing somewhere?

Pappa: No, it is baby’s heartbeat.

Aryan: ok.

Pappa: Do you want to say anything to baby?

Aryan: Baby, you be there in mamma’s tummy. Don’t come out!!!
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Pappa: Will this be a boy or girl?

Mamma: Aryan what do you think?

Aryan: Once it comes out we will know it mamma. You wait till then!!!!
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Mamma: Will you play with the baby after it is born.

Aryan: What do you mean by “Born”.

Mamma: Ok, after it comes out of my tummy?

Aryan: No I will not play. I will throw it in the trash bin!!
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Mamma was very angry with me today morning. I was also equally angry with her. We both fought with each other and decided not to talk.

Aryan (in a crying tone): Wait, till my brother comes from your tummy. I will tell him to punch you!!!!

Mamma (smiling): Aryan, you are a big boy. You don’t need to seek his help; instead you should be dependent on your own. And moreover, what is this. You are teaching him to hurt others?

Aryan: But mamma, how can I punch you. You are my sweet mamma. I will tell him to punch you.

Mamma doesn’t know what to reply.
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Mamma-Pappa- Any difference?

Yesterday, at 10:30 PM:

Aryan, “ Mamma, I think I did not eat proper dinner.”

Mamma, “ If you are feeling hungry, please ask Pappa to give you some food. I am not feeling well now. Let me sleep.”

I went to Pappa. He was watching Cricket.

Aryan, “Pappa, I think I did not eat proper dinner.”

Pappa, “ It is OK, tommorrow you can eat proper dinner.”

Aryan, “ I did not eat vegetables. I only ate rice.”

Pappa, “ It is fine Aryan, go and sleep. Tommorrow you can eat vegetables.”

I came running to my Mamma. Mamma was listening to all these conversations. As soon as I came near to her, she said, “ Aryan, you should ask explicitly to your Pappa. Otherwise, he doesn’t understand. Tell him that you want food. Then he will heat it and give you.”

Ahh..now I understood that there are a lot of differences between Mamma and Pappa!!! Does everyone feel the same?

Helping Hand

It was the week of helping the needy people. As a part of it, every kid was asked to share a toy, which can be given to those kids who don’t have any.

I was reluctant to share. It took almost 3-4 days of constant gyan and brainstorming from my mamma and at last she convinced me to share.

I decided to donate my favorite Big Blue Car that my periyamma got. As soon I decided to give one, I thought I would give one more…and soon I wanted to give all my toys to them.

Mamma, “It is ok Aryan, you keep some toys with you. You don’t have to share everything.”

Aryan, “It is ok Mamma. You can take care of me and my needs. Those kids don’t have anyone. And moreover you only told me right; if I give more, god will make sure that I get more.

Today evening can please get me more toys?

Weekend Updates

Weekend was good with festivals and poojas. Saturday we got Ganesha idol and performed the pooja.

We went to Swaram akka’s house. She had performed a wonderful pooja with all sorts of decorations. She gave so may fancy stuffs and sarees to my Mom and Aayi. I got kaju katli and ladoos from Su mamma. Before leaving, I asked for a fruit and took one guava. Overall I enjoyed and was happy to see the eversmiling vibrant Swaram akka again. Their house was filled with friends and kids, thus I choose to tailgate my mamma most of the times.

Next day, we had pooja at our apartment premises. There were some games arranged for kids. Lemon and Spoon, running race, musical chairs, and Fish bowl. I didn’t win in any of those games and thus didn’t get any prize. Unlike other mammas, who were behind their kids and explaining the games, my mamma was busy organizing the games and taking pictures. (Well, advantage of she being in organizing committee is that: she arranged for participation prizes for all the kids!!!! ) The good part is: I enjoyed running and jumping and that is what my mamma was looking for, rather than giving me a notion of fetching a prize.

After the game was over, I asked my mamma.

Aryan, “Mamma, why did I not win.”

Mamma, “There are other kids who play better. In a game, everyone cannot be a winner.”

Aryan, “But mamma, why I am always a loser?”

Mamma, “It is Ok Aryan, you enjoyed right. That is what we need.”

Aryan, “When I grow big like Pappa, will I become a winner?”

Ahh, forgot to say another thing. For fish bowl, I was supposed to imitate a person. Can you guess who I imitated? Spider Man!!! I went to the stage and said loudly, with “great power, comes great responsibility!!!!”

Evening, I was playing with other kids in the apartment. They were older kids and were bullying me. They took me to one corner, pressed me hard, and were punching me. My Mamma was planning to interfere only at the end. But before even my Mamma could interfere, I used my Magic word “ Sorry”. As soon as I said sorry, they asked me to say sorry again. I said five times. Soon I became their friends. Now they deviated their attention towards Abilash and Sharash. I told Abilash to say sorry, but he didn’t listen to me. So he ended up getting hurt. Poor Abilash.

Thanks to my teachers and Mamma, who taught me those magical words.

Photos

In lieu of teacher's day, my mamma helped me to make two greeting cards for my teachers. She was inspired by Shruti Aunty idea. Thanks Shruti Aunty for your creativeness



Now the photos of my Birthday party:

It was my Baba's effort.




A card from Wonder 6. Swaram akka, Kanagu anna, Sharash, and Ablilash's gifts:

Birthday Boy 2

After school, I went to Wonder 6 Daycare. My Aayi and Baba had reached there. They had got sweets to distribute in daycare, as Wonder 6 discourages chocolate distribution.

Sujatha madam had made an excellent card for me. Yamini aunty also called me to wish.

Around 4 P M, mamma came and picked me from daycare. When I reached home, I was astounded by the decoration that Baba had done. He decorated the house with balloons and lights. It was so sweet of him.

Pappa came home by 7 and I was playing with papa. By 7:30, Abilash and Sharsh came home with their mamma’s and I started playing with him. We cut the cake and I tend to be a good boy, distributing the cake and other snacks.

Well, my eyes were on the gifs that they got. (My mamma says that I am such a shameless mannerless boy, but can’t help. I get very excited, when I see something wrapped in gift wrapper).

When they gave me gifts, I said thank you and gave them the return gifts that my mamma had got it.

They had got one building set, a CD, a pencil box set, and a vehicle book. Thanks a lot my friends.

Then it was time for Swaram akka to come. After my dinner she came. She wore a blue dress and had a small sparkling blue bindi. She was looking cute!!!! Infact I told this to my mamma, later on.

Swaram akka asked, “ Mamma told you are happy to hear that we are coming. Are you happy?”

Aryan, “ No I am not!!!!”

Mamma, “ What Aryan!!!”

I giggled and went away. It was fun to pull each other legs.

Swaram akka asked, “Where is my return gifts”

Aryan, “ I don’t give return gifts to big people.”

Swaram akka had got loads of gifts for me. I even forgot to say thank you to her after seeing the gifts. She helped me open the wrapper and I was very excited to see so many gifts.

A set of two karadi tales books about krishna with CD.
A jungle book puzzle set
A locomotive assembling set (This is really marvelous)
A small cute ecofriendly bat and ball.

Thanks a lot Swaram akka and Kanagu anna. Kanagu anna called me to wish, but I was behaving like one lord. I did not talk to him. Hope he is not angry with me.

Soon Su Mama came and all of them had dinner. Aayi had prepared yummy dinner.

Overall it was such a memorable birthday. I will post the photos of my gifts soon!!!

Thanks to everybody who made my day!!!

Edited to Add: I forgot about the return gift I gave to Swaram Akka. One white Balloon... Infact as I didn't wrap it in a gift wrapper I totally forgot about it. Swaram akka next time I will do that!!!!

Birthday Boy

Yesterday was city tour from school. They took me around Hyderabad and showed me Hussain Sagar, Bhagavan Buddha , tank bund……etc etc.

No wonder they were taking about pearls and Hyderabadi biriyani…..

This week is the week of “people who help us”.

My mamma asked, “Who helps you the most Aryan?”

Aryan, “My Mamma helps me the most.”

Pappa, “He is one Mamma boy. God knows when he will be out of your spell.”

Then I told them about the other people who help us, like doctor, postman…..

Next week is the week of Musical Instruments.
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Oh forgot to mention. Today is my birthday.

I got up very early. Without crying, I went to mamma. Took bath, got ready, packed my tiffin box, water bottle, and got ready all alone. NOTE: I did all these things without crying.

Then I did Namaskaram to Aayi, Baba, Mamma, and Papa.

My aayi got new Bob-the Builder dress for me. I like it very very much. My mamma got Xylophone for me. My papa got lots of activity books and one story book. Now the ratio of activity books: story books is more. They want me to do only activities or what??? Anyway I liked all my gifts.

My Thatha and chella patti called me. My badai papa, mamma and my cousins called to wish me. My Periyamma and periyappa called. My mamma’s friends: archana akka and Rajiv anna conveyed their wishes to Mamma. Swaram akka and Kanagu anna called yesterday ….Hoping Swaram akka comes home today to meet me…

Overall it was so good in the morning, until my Mamma opened the chocolate packet.
She started telling me to give to others. What????

I got so tensed. One by one all my chocolates were getting finished. She is telling me to give to my school bus friends, to my class friends. I started crying. I said I don’t want to share the chocolate. I said that we will get them mentos mint, the chocolate that I don’t like. I don't mind sharing them.

My mamma is scaring me by saying that, if we don’t share chocolates in school, all my gifts will vanish away when I come home. Do you think is it true?

Evening we have a party at home, with few of my friends. Today morning, when Mamma showed me their return gifts, I asked her:

Aryan, “Mamma, will they give us gift, so that we can return these gifts?”

Mamma, “Aryan, it doesn’t matter. Even if they don’t give, don’t ask them. We should never expect any gifts from others, we should just give.”

Seriously I never understand this concept!!!!!!!!! My mamma is hoping I will understand when I grow. Do you guys understand????? How much do you think, I should grow to understand this concept of sharing?

Mamma Vs Madam

Conversations:
Aryan: Mamma, do you have pearls

Mamma: Pearls?

Aryan: Yes, pearl kammal (ear ring) pearl mala (necklace), pearl bangles…

Mamma: Yes I have.

Aryan: Then can you wear it today and go to office. You will be sparkling.

Mamma: But why are you saying this now.

Aryan: My madam wore pearls yesterday and she was looking very beautiful. She was sparkling.

Mamma: Ok Aryan, I will wear it.

Aryan: Thank you mamma. Onnodu officela ellavarum choluva, neenga rumba azhaga irukel endru( In your office everyone will say you are looking beautiful today!!!!)

Mamma: Ok, but when you see someone good you should also tell them. Did you tell your teacher yesterday that she was sparkling because of pearls?

Aryan: No Mamma. But if she looks beautiful today I will tell her.

Mamma: Good boy

Thus I made sure my Mamma wore her pearl set to office today. Thank god Pappa had got it for her!!!

School Saga

Last to last Tuesday, we had fun day out. We went for a field trip to Kondapur big campus. I was adichi paratinudu (Tamil word; sorry guys, I don’t know to translate) running to be first in the race. Not sure whether I reached first or not.



Then from Tuesday night, I was down with fever and cough. Three days of mamma’s office leave and working from home saga continued.
Then I went to school last Tuesday.

I have so many problems when I go to school. No one understands…

•In between the class, I feel hungry but I fear to tell my teacher.
•When naptime comes, I don’t feel sleepy and if I sleep I like to sleep for a long time.
•I get scared of one naughty boy who teases me always.
•And on top of everything, I don’t like to write. At home, I write from A-z. I can say I trace, not write. I feel comfortable tracing rather than writing on my own....anyway I have to pass this phase of life I guess…

Magic words

Aryan, “Mamma, let me talk to you now.
Mamma, “OK, tell me what do you want to talk.”
Aryan, “Why our house is not having a V shaped or A shaped roof? Why we have all rectangle buildings.
Mamma, “When we build our independent house, we will tell Papa to make a V shaped roof.”
Aryan, “I can also help you mamma in making that house. You can use my construction toys.”
Mamma, “Thank you Aryan for sharing your toys.”

Then I suddenly went and hugged Mamma and said that the hug is for the MAGIC WORD that Mamma used now.

Mamma: Magic word. What is that?

Aryan: Yes, Mamma. Three words: THANK you, PLEASE, AND SORRY are magic words.

Mamma: Yes, from now onwards don't order me. You should say PLEASE and ask me.

Aryan (Thinking): " Insanity at its heights. Why did I say about magic words to Mamma. Now she will start bugging me to use it!!!!!"

Germs

My class topic of this week is GERMS!!!

In the school, to demonstrate cleanliness and germs, they had given numerous examples. Table1 had set of people, who eat without washing hands and Table 2 has a set of people, who eat food after washing hands. They concluded that, people from table 2 tend to be healthier.

Then they taught about GOOD Germs and BAD Germs. This fascinated me a lot. My Mom has taught me about Bad germs, but for the first time I was hearing about GOOD germs.

Conversations with Mamma:

Aryan: “Mamma, You know there are good germs also.”

Mamma: “ Oh, is it Aryan?”

Aryan: “Yes, mamma. They help in making CURD, DOSA, IDLI, BREAD….”

My mom was also surprised when she heard this from me. And then she started her over enthusiastic habit of loading me with lecture.

Mamma : Yes, Aryan you are right. The Germs that help in formation of curd is “Lactobacillus”

Aryan: What mamma, “lactobacilll……us”.

Mamma: Yes, Aryan.

Today morning when Mamma gave me Dosa and curd, I promptly asked her.

Aryan: “Mamma, did you add GOOD germs in my curd? That lacto…..bat one”

Mamma was wondering what to say!!!

Mamma: “ Yes, Aryan it is there.”

Aryan: “Then can you please SHOW me.”

Mamma: “Well, Aryan to see that bacteria, you need a Microscope.”

Papa: “ Mamma, it is getting late. Can you please stop your lecture and get him ready before he bombards you with more questions!!!!

Mamma helped me in getting ready and I went to school.
But I am still wondering how can I see GOOD germs? Can anyone help me?

Almost a month over!!!

Almost a month over and my Parents are called for!!! Yepeee….isn’t is a super achievement from my end. My parents are called for to discuss about my behavior and progress in school.

Well, do you guys remember about my assessment during November 2009 from Wonder 6?
Have a look at this post.

I will give a synopsis of it

My Overall Assessment:
Strengths: I am very good at expressing my thoughts, I wait for my turn to do the activities, I am a good team player, and I am more interested in observing others.

Weakness: I am lazy to write. I need to improve more on it. Sometimes, I am very uninterested to do some activities. They are very true about my weakness; I am lazy to write.

Well, nothing has changed since then. Even in Chirec school, my parents are called for the same story. Even now, I tend to be lazy and be in some other world and I show laziness to write.

Another point is: I show maturity, but I am still insecure…You know very hectic life style for me. Some days I am unsure, whether the daycar-in-charge will pick me from school and later on my Mom will come to pick me from daycare….blah blah…

My mom has started her Google search about slow writers and will now start getting loads of pre-writing fun activities…Oh god give me a break please!!!! Do you think it is fun to write???

I want it from First

After dinner, my Mamma and Papa were talking and I was fighting with my blue elephant. Suddenly I felt very thirsty and asked for water. My papa poured the water in a glass and gave me. I got very angry.

Aryan: Mamma, I want water from first

Mamma: What does that mean?

Aryan: I will not tell you what it means, but I want water from first.

Mamma: I don’t understand you Aryan. Ok, I will give you from first.

Saying this, she went to kitchen, took another glass and poured new water and gave me.
Aryan fuming with anger: Go away, I want from first…..

I was very angry. I started crying or rather shrieking. My tantrums continued for 10 minutes ( According to my Mamma it is too much to shriek for 10 minutes)

By now, my papa couldn’t tolerate any more. He gave me two tights slaps…..that is it. I was fully silent. I stared at Papa and did not talk to anyone. I went to my bed.

My Mamma came behind me, wiped my tears and asked me very softly, “Aryan what do you mean by wanting water from first?”

I said, “It means, you should not talk to Papa, but talk to me more and give me water first….and be with me.” You didn’t give me water, when I asked. You were talking with papa…

Mamma (thinking), “There is no REWIND button in life my dear. How can I make him understand that, you cannot go back and think about the time gone?”

Mamma, “ It is Ok Aryan, sometimes you don’t have to get attention always. You can be Second also and it is not bad to be last. I always tell you this, and now also I am saying the same. As long as you are happy, it doesn’t matter if you are first or second.”

Aryan, “But I always want to be first Mamma”

Mamma, “Yes Aryan, you are my first kid. But for small small things you cannot be always first”

Infact I have the habit of doing everything first, If someone opens a biscuit packet, I need the biscuit first, if mamma wears a new dress, I also need to wear a new dress first……so many examples to quote.

Before, my mamma used to agree to my first tantrums most of the times, but now I guess she is saying that being second or last is better than first!!! She herself is confused. One confused soul she is!!!!!

Papa’s Birthday

It is Papa’s birthday today. I didn’t wish him in the morning. I was simply thinking about the balloons that mamma got for me. I was thinking that it is my birthday.

You know what; I have got a “J” factor associated with me. When I saw Papa wearing the new dress, which my mamma and Aayi got for him, this factor cropped in me. When I saw Papa looking good and charming while going to office, this factor cropped. When I saw my Mamma, putting Kumkum to Papa and doing Namaskaram (Bending down and touching feet) to him this factor cropped…

Atlast I declared, “Mamma today evening is my birthday. Get me new dress, sweets, blow balloons for me, put music, do namaskaram to me, and then we will cut cake…..”

Anyway just to pacify me and make me get ready for the school, she agreed. Hope she organizes this mini party for me.

By the way, the secret flowers that Mamma ordered for Papa on his birthday got delivered yesterday itself. Any comments on this goofy mamma?

The Balloon Episode

Every Sunday, Balloon vendor comes to sell balloons. We have a look at his balloon collection from our balcony and decide on the one that I want. Then my Mamma gives me money. I climb down alone and give the money to him and get the balloon of my choice.

By looking at the balloon from balcony, my Mamma understands the cost of the balloon and gives me the exact amount.
This Sunday also he came. I wanted a small blue balloon. My mamma gave me Rs 5 and told me to go and get it.

When I went there, he said

“Tum jaho, Ek rupee kum hai. Balloon nahi hai” (You go, one rupee is less, so no balloon.)

Saying this he went away not giving me Balloon.

I felt very humiliated. I climbed upstairs crying. My Mamma and Papa ran down to talk to the Balloon vendor, but he was gone.

I cried for 10-20 minutes and my mamma pacified me somehow saying she will get more balloons in the evening.

The unanswered question that my Mamma has is:

“ Every Sunday we buy Balloons from him, even if the balloon rate has increased with the increased petroleum charges, the Balloon vendor should have told Aryan to call mamma and get more money, instead of saying No to a kid.”

But my papa thinks differently:

He says, It is OK Mamma, atleast you son will learn to cope with rejections and he will understand the value of money. Next time you give him money, he will think whether this is enough or not. With this example we will teach him the value of one rupee.”

But what I think and told Mamma after this episode is:

“Mamma, Balloon wala did not give me that small blue balloon that I wanted. Mamma, you buy that balloon for me. But from next time, we will not buy any balloons from the Balloon wala. We will go to shop and buy it directly.”

Which conclusion is better??

Irritating Day

There are days when you wake up irritated and irritate others around you. Today was one such day. I was very annoyed. I cried for everything, right from brushing teeth till wearing my shoes. My mamma‘s mood also got changed alternatively seeing my behavior. At last she bribed me that she is going to get me one book today evening if I go to school without crying.

I was little pacified.

On the way to the pickup point,

Aryan, “You know why I was crying.”

Mamma, “No, Aryan unless you tell me I cannot understand much.”

Aryan, “I was crying because I get scared to go in School bus. It goes fast and I get scared that the street dogs would get hit by my school bus.”

Mamma, “Did you dream this yesterday?”

Aryan, “No Mamma. ”

Mamma, “Ok, nothing like that would happen. You hold tightly and sit.”

Aryan, “Why don’t I stay at home today?”

Mamma, “ Ahh..so that was the whole point. You want to be at home.”

Aryan, “Yes.”

Mamma, “But today is not a holiday, you go now and evening I will get a book for you.”

Aryan sadly, “ OKk…Mamma”

Hope she gets me a book .

Day 2

My first day at new school was memorable. After getting down from school bus, we had snacks time, where everyone ate their packed snacks.

I played a lot with sandpit and construction toys.

In the classroom, when they called my name; I was simply sitting.

The teacher told me that, whenever she calls me, I should acknowledge her by saying, “Yes, Madam”. Then I went near to her and she gave me my ID card, with Tigger tiger picture on it. I am in Tigger team.

I ate little food, as it was spicy. (I told my Mamma, to tell them to give me curd rice from tomorrow. Hope she tells and hope they listen)

After food, it was nap time. Everyone needs to take their own pillow and bed sheet and sleep for an hour. I think, I also slept…not sure….

The whole school is like one Jungle. We have ducks, aquariums, lots of animal pictures, and also ocean of kids around me…..

When it was time to leave, the kids boarded the school bus. I was waiting for my Mom. She came and picked me from school and I was glad to see her.

Now, at home I tend to play role play with my Mom. I, by default become the teacher and she a student - meekly listening to me.

Swaram Akka.... when you plan to come home, be prepared to be my student, OK?

First Day

Today I got up very early, around 5:30 A. M. I was pretty much excited about my new school. I could neither eat breakfast properly nor do potty because of my excitement. I was ready by 7.

My school bus was supposed to come at 8:10. Me, Aayi, and my Mom were standing at the pickup point from 8 A.M. The mainroad was inundated with school buses. I patiently waited for my bus.

When it came, I boarded the bus, went and sat on a corner seat. I didn't even look at my Mom and Aayi. Actually I had already forgotten about them in midst of my excitement!!!!

My mom must be surprised and must be blabbering to aayi about my behaviour. Hope she understands that; I am grown up boy now and I can fend myself in any new environment!!

Updates

It was so nice of Kanagu anna and my other blog friends for constantly reminding my mamma of her laziness. She likes to hibernate. She not only remains disloyal to my blog, but also doesn’t read any blogs. She keeps me oblivious of the blogosphere. Anyway how much I can crib about my Mamma? Leave it!!!

Regarding my Nagpur trip— It was a fantastic vacation. Most of the times, I was busy playing with my cousins. I am the only boy in midst of three girls. So I learned to talk Hindi with feminine tense.

Now I say, “Mein Karungi”, instead of “Mein Karunga”. So my Mamma is teasing me by calling me a girl. Let her do whatever she wants. Who cares!!!

Another huge change in my life is about my new school, Chirec.

My grant entry into the school will be on June 14th. Last week my Mamma and Papa went and met my class teacher.

As usual my Mamma is more excited about my school than me.

She is asking one hundred questions one hundred times:

“Aryan, will school go in the school bus without crying? Will you be brave to talk to new faces? Will you tell them when you want to do potty? Will you talk with other kids?”

She is getting butterflies in her stomach, thinking about my first day AT SCHOOL. Poor old creature, she got used to taking tension.

Anyway I will not go to new school, if she doesn’t get me NEW bag and a pair of shoes.

I am more excited about the new school, because of the following reasons:
1.I like to wear BLUE school uniform.
2.I like to board the school bus and go to school like a big boy.
3.I like to feed ducks. The school campus has a duck pond, with three ducks in it. I am excited when I think about feeding those ducks.

Happy Mother's Day

With my wonder 6 summer camp initiative, I made a card for my mamma on mother's day.
Thanks to the Wonder6 summer camp team. Recently they have launched their Website and it is pretty cool. All those who wanted to know more about my school, here it goes: Wonder6