I
still remember that day. I was ten years old. That day my father had
brought a beautiful chandelier. It was in a box, with an image of the
chandelier. I was tempted to open the box. I opened the box and held
the chandelier in my hands. Since it was heavy, I was unable to
balance it in my tiny hands. As a result it fell from my hands. There
was a thud sound, of the chandelier crashing on the ground and in my
mind of the rebuke which I would get.
I
wasn’t scared of my father. He never scolded us. But my mother. She
was very strict. I was afraid of her. To my surprise my mother didn’t
scold me for breaking the chandelier.
The
next day I asked her why didn’t she scold me even after breaking
the expensive chandelier. She said “When it is broken into pieces,
what is the point in scolding you? It will not be joined again by
scolding you.” I forgot the incident.
Now
as a mother, when my children do such things, I remember the
chandelier and my mother. My mind asks me “if your mother scolded
you when you broke the chandelier?” Children are curious about
their surroundings. Many times they are unaware of the consequences.
So we shouldn’t scold them or punish them. This lesson was the
direct impact of the chandelier which had fell from my hands.
As
a mother and a teacher I followed the lesson learnt from the
aforesaid impact throughout my life. Children are full of curiosity.
They want to learn new things. Sometimes when handling the objects,
they may break or damage them. But they learn from those experiences.
One day one of my students said. “Madam, if I break a cup my mother shouts at me. Yesterday a big jar of pickle fell down from her hands and broke. The pickle and glass splinters went to the dust bin. But mother said it slipped from her hands by mistake. So it slips from her hands and falls from my hands.”
But
my mother had not shouted at me when I broke the chandelier. The
impact of that incident ensured that I never shouted at my children.
My children will never speak about me like that student of mine.
Being parents our acts have a deep impact on our children.
My
mother’s act had a deep impact on my personality. She had taught me
a lesson which perhaps no course in teaching or child psychology
could teach me. That incident of breaking the chandelier still runs
before my eyes, as if it had happened just yesterday. It has made me
wise and a better person. It has had a great impact upon me.
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