Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Small stories


Nidhi is now three and this is such a wonderful age. Soon she will be telling me what to write :)

She is exploring writing and drawing big time. Everyday she draws squigglies and has a story for it. She is also picking up a lot of English as well. So many many changes, which I cannot describe elaborately. So here are some stories :)

I was having some medicine (that looked sticky, and brown)
Nidhi: Amma, eppadi irruku? [Amma how is it]
Amma: Kasappa irruku [It is bitter]
Nidhi: Yuck-a? [It's yuck]
Amma (with a surprised look on her face): Yuck na enna? [Yuck means?]
Nidhi: Yuck na stinky poo [Yuck means stinky poo]

We got Nidhi a meccano set in mail. She wondered what was inside and we said to her "lets open it and see." She opened it and said, "wow, bubble wrap, appa you got it from the office for me. " A reminder for us that children enjoy the simplest things the most!


Satish cut his finger.
Nidhi: Appa enna aachu? [Appa what happened]
S: Adi pattichi [I bruised my finger]
N: Adi apadale, cut ayiduthu [Appa, you did not bruise it, you cut it]
[yes, ma’m as accurate as it gets!]

Nidhi and I hiding under the blanket
N: Amma close properly
A: Why Nidhi?
N: otherwise poochi’s (insects) and mosquitoes will come inside our house
A: J

Nidhi and patti were playing with Dora matching game. Nidhi initially decides to explore it the way she wants. Then somehow they begin matching and Aunty kept saying correct for every match. The next day she wants to play again and she says
N: nee inge kezhe vandu okkaru, naan match panna odane “correct” sollu [you come and sit down next to me and every time I match you say correct] 

Nidhi is a lot into playing role-play games with her soft toys. Take them to the bathroom, feed them, give medicines, make them sleep, make food for them, and on and on. Pooh bear misses her when she is away, pooh bear misses its mom and dad, all kinds of things emerge! She can play for hours and hours with her soft toys, making houses out of cushions, hiding them, hiding with them, talking to them, and on and on. It is such a joy to watch her without her knowing ofcourse, because the minute she knows I am watching, she is not into her play.

The other day she brought a hand towel placed on a sieve and said "here, I made marzwangan kurma for you to eat" What imagination. Marzwangan kurma is a dish that is talked about in one of her favorite books mazoo mazoo published by tulika publisher.

Today, i was grating and she wanted to watch me grating. Perhaps because she wanted to closely observe how I was grating. She specifically asked for it. 
N: Amma ne grate pannardu ennaku theriyalai [Amma, I cannot see you grating]
A: So you want to watch me grating
N: Ya