Grand Parents, Kids, Parents, Vancouver

The Child-Grandma Management!

“A for?”
“good… B for?”
“Bonda?… C for?”
“Chappathy?” The mom is upset and the grandma of the toddler buds in, “why are you upset? Chappathy or cat, don’t be so strict. Let the kids have freedom to utter any word. What matters is, to keep them in good humor”
“OK, OK” the mom surrenders and settles down for the rest of the alphabets with a “come on, … And D for?” But the child’s attention gets diverted by the grandma as she appears with some milk in a feed-bottle, thereby giving the child a temporary relief from ABCD. When umpteen toys are lying scattered all over the room, the milk and honey becomes less effective. The child wakes up the monkeys, donkeys, bow-wows and even the tough-looking elephants. The mom is happy and asks the child, “What’s this?” The smart kid knows what the mom is up to and drops all these animals and picks up the plastic parts meant for making toy-houses, saying “OUSE, OUSE [House]”
“OK, OK”, says the mom and grandma shouts, “Enough, enough… take your bath and your breakfast and get lost … it’s getting late”
The mom was, in fact, trying her best to put the child in a playing mood so that she could have her breakfast before leaving for her work spot, but grandma inadvertently draws the child’s attention to the mom who tries to escape from the scene when the child is in good mood.
If the modern moms are not experts in time management which also calls for efficient management of child and its grandma, it will be difficult for them to concentrate on their official duties!

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

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