The academic year has ended! Throughout the year I have been waiting for a particular subject’s folder to arrive at home. It was not shared with us nor did I get a change to glance at it in the PTM’s. The curiosity developed for it was by listening as well observing to my daughter’s thoughts, words and expressions at various points.
The first one was when I landed up asking her the standard stereotype question “ Whom do you love the most?” as well assumed the answer, “ You Mama….. I love you a lot and then Papa… ”
I was awe struck! The answer was not Mama but “ ME! I love myself the most and then you, papa, loom bands, Alina, .…..list was endless.” Without giving myself a moment to reflect upon I questioned her, “ Who taught you this? Do you know the meaning of it?” “ Mam Mama! Mam told to love oneself and if I love myself I can love others.” Quite impressive.
The second one was on one of the wild morning for not drinking milk on time; getting delayed for bus and some end moment demands of not having a red color sharpener dot at 7.20AM. Two cute little arms unfold upon me and say, “ Don’t get angry! I will not miss the bus. I have the magic power.” As expected the stereotype response came from me, “ Magic! It is not time to have fun. Please get ready…..” Mama, “ Mam told us to believe in yourself and do things thinking we can do it.” And her little belief lied in the fact that she will not miss the bus.
The third surprise was a generic statement to me. “ You know I can make you do anything for me…” While I was contemplating on the same the answer followed. “Mam gave us the list of magic words today and told us that we can do and get anything by using these words.” In a usual tone my response was, “Magic Words? Ok. Tell me how?” Her enthusiastic response was, “ Please, Sorry, Thank You, Welcome n Excuse me….are the magic words.”
Everyday tasks; to do lists and aspirations… once again made me miss the innocent gleaming eyes while she was expressing these to me. Now looking back to her innocent responses and interpretations at various points make me pause and reflect upon that in the rate race of making her cope up with life’s bigger achievements and discipline- drink milk, don’t play coz mosquitoes will bite, pleasssse practice- improve your handwriting……………… I am missing to know the real lessons of life she has already learned and is still doing so.
These were just a few instances but if I really think hard there are plenty of them she is implementing in her life in her own little ways.
No doubt the LIFE SKILL folder was worth waiting the wait which has unfolded the true lessons for my sweetheart. Perhaps what me and you may be missing!