The Snap-
The Fiction-
"Papa, He took my ball...... took my ball...."
The child came whining at the top of her unbroken virgin voice.
"It's your ball. Right??"
The six year old looked up at her father and nodded.
"So, What are you going to do about it??"
The sharp question put the child to silent thinking.
Her father just smiled.
Author's note-
A child is an individual with it's own thinking, capabilities and creative intuition. More often I come across parents who feed their children on what to do, rather than kindling their own child's problem solving quotient. In a culture like ours, where kids stay with the parent until almost they get married, I think parents guide their children a little too much.
After all, how many times have we heard parents saying- "I made all the decisions for her till now. I care for her. So wouldn't it be appropriate for me to find her a good suitor?"
Parenting is a gift, a bliss. To see a child make it's own mistakes, it's own choices and to take part of it's tears and laughs in it's life is a privilege in it's own right.
The Fiction-
"Papa, He took my ball...... took my ball...."
The child came whining at the top of her unbroken virgin voice.
"It's your ball. Right??"
The six year old looked up at her father and nodded.
"So, What are you going to do about it??"
The sharp question put the child to silent thinking.
Her father just smiled.
Author's note-
A child is an individual with it's own thinking, capabilities and creative intuition. More often I come across parents who feed their children on what to do, rather than kindling their own child's problem solving quotient. In a culture like ours, where kids stay with the parent until almost they get married, I think parents guide their children a little too much.
After all, how many times have we heard parents saying- "I made all the decisions for her till now. I care for her. So wouldn't it be appropriate for me to find her a good suitor?"
Parenting is a gift, a bliss. To see a child make it's own mistakes, it's own choices and to take part of it's tears and laughs in it's life is a privilege in it's own right.
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