Ashwin the other day shared that his least fav part of the say was when he killed an ant accidentally. He had been paying with it watching it marvelling at it. Then absemtmindlely he washed his hands forgetting the ant was on him and he cried and bawled. I love him. From him I learn empathy for all living things big and small.
Hes the one who got so mad at me for calling a cow a bad cow in thiruchandoor. !it was kind of different from other cows abit more aggressive. But he felt I was disrespectful on calling it a mad cow. 2 years later he issued still the same, feeling deeply form of his an ant. I love him. I'm blessed with him.
He didtn become a prefect. He wanted to. Partly because his sister is I think . Partly coz it seems an Important role. He aspires towards it. We were all focussed on what he wants but we didnt think enough of his readiness. And he is not yet ready. Not responsible enough yet. Responsible in many ways though. Like homework. Getting it done. Bringing his stuff to school. And confident with public speaking and singing and all but not fully ready. Very hard to tell him. I need to remember his sweet kind things he does and let him know. He matters. He need not be a prefect to matter. He matters exactly as he is. A deep and reflective and kind thinker. A wizard with dates . An avid and wide reader reading about science and history as well as fiction. These are precious things. Creative in drawing making stuff. Fast runner. Beautiful gift of a boy.
Then my aishu man how she empathises!
She didtn want her father to carry too many bags said she would carry some I cant let him carry all. Insisted I stop munching on the fries or giving her more coz we needed to save these for her father and siblings. Her least fav part of the day was my back hurting! I feel bad not taking her pains more seriously!
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