Happiness boundless,
Sleeping quietly,
In my bed,
Holding my finger.
Sigh!
Happiness boundless,
Sleeping quietly,
In my bed,
Holding my finger.
Sigh!
My daughter turned three this month. Amidst the Corona Virus scare, we were not able to celebrate. We also had to postpone her admission to playschool. Still, I wanted to make the day special for her.
Then my mind drifted to the Playhouse I build last year for 1.5 USD. The flowers were now peeling off and the color yellow had become mellow. My family was planning to discard it. I thought better and gave my child a Playschool and something to occupy her time.
It cost three dollars (around 200 Rs). I pasted 16 pieces of card sheets, glue, and cello tape. Then, wrote English-Hindi alphabets and numbers on the inner sides. Tadaaaaaaaaa! The school was ready.
For decoration, I hired professional help–my daughter. I gave her colors and a free reign. She is still having a gala time ‘decorating’ it!
Here is the result.
I drew the animals, she coloured.
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She drew the animals, we coloured.
The best part is that within a month, my daughter learnt how to write English alphabets just because of the excitement and the sense of importance. The ‘play-school’ walls are full of animal names my daughter has written and we are progressing to numbers next.
And I have a wonderful artifact that will be auctioned for 1000 dollars someday! (Well, a mother can hope!)
He reflected over his life with pride as he drove to office: a high ranking job, rich wife, children, vacations in exotic locales…
His eyes drifted towards the side of the road where children dressed in rags played with an old bicycle tire laughing with abandon. He felt a pang of jealousy!
Image by Larm Rmah on Unsplash
The story is now part of a book.