Names have been changed to protect the
identity of those involved.
Our local Nanny, the Government of
Maharashtra had declared 19th February 2014 to be a public holiday.
This was to commemorate the birth of Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj. This declaration
was done at the start of the year. Suddenly, out of the blue, the Education
Department diktaat made it clear that
19th February 2014 would not be a school holiday. Instead, children
would have to go to school and the schools would have to conduct appropriate
classes/events to commemorate the birth of Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj. This
threw a real spanner in the works for all concerned. Parents were left confused
and holiday plans were messed up. Schools had to remain open. Some school buses
were available and many others were not. Basically, this flip flop caused mass
confusion.
Today, 27th February 2014 is
Mahashivratri. It is the day Shiv the God was born. It has been declared a
holiday. Banks are shut, schools are shut but many offices are open and the
High Court is open. So again another confused day, albeit confused in a
different manner. If daddy is a lawyer he will be at work while mummy who is an
investment banker will be chilling at home, getting her hair done. Daddy will
have taken the car and presumably driver thus leaving mummy alone at home to
look after Bittu and Dimple. You get the picture?
This morning, a friend messaged that Dimple
had a holiday and mummy had not got any “activities” planned for Dimple!!! This
apparently was a big problem. What does mummy do with Dimple on a holiday?
This got me thinking, and obviously blogging.
I am unaware what “activities” means.
Dimple is about 6 years old. I was six some
forty four years ago. When I was six and I had a holiday, regardless of whether
my mummy and daddy worked or not, I went down to play. Whoever else in the
building had a holiday also went down to play. My building had a big compound.
So my pals from the next door buildings that had smaller compounds came across
and we played. What did we play? Cricket, football, Robbers and Cops [Chor
Police], 7 tiles and we rode our bicycles. We invented games to play when
riding our bicycles. I cannot recall being supervised, I cannot recall an ayah
looking after us. Yes there were ayahs but they looked after real infants, our
younger siblings. And these infants came down in the evening. We were down
playing since the morning. Then it was lunch time and often we ate at each
others house. We had really no veg and non veg restrictions or inability to eat
`tikha’ or food being cut up into
bite size portions before we were fed. We just ate what was served. Then if it
was hot, our mummys made us play board games at home during the afternoon.
Then, once it was about 4 pm, we all went back down.
We had nothing planned for us. We had no “activities”
planned for us. We simply went down and played. Surely there are children in
most buildings today. Surely they can go down and play. But this need to have “activities”
planned for Dimple is something I find bizarre.
Looking at it differently, assuming that with
the passage of 44 years since I was 6, times have changed, and it is now necessary
to have ‘activities’ planned for Dimple, because that’s the new normal, surely you
knew it was a holiday for Mahashivratri right at the start of the year. Why did
you not have something planned? If constant monitored activity must be planned
for every moment when Dimple is not at school, then why wasn’t Mahashivratri
activity planned? And, how much time does it take to plan say, a trip to the
museum? Do kids do that? A visit to
the sabzi market? Why not? A pizza cooking session at
home? Great fun for kids and lunch will
be a treat. Building a lego truck at home? Do kids still pay with lego?
What is the world coming to?
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