Learning from my child …or unlearning few things

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The usual lazy afternoons where I spend working as well watching my lil one play around is the common scenario, one might get to see as they come home.

My lil one, who is awaiting her sister to return from her school, forces me to be her game partner. But yes, All I have to do is just listen to her, focussing her, leaving no gap on attending to her words.

And, yes like an obedient mother,, I sit and listen to her, engrossed in her talks, which are sweeter than honey to me.

She was playing with her dolls, one of which was a joker, another one a boy baby and another one a girl baby. She was making up a story and enacting it to me, like a puppet show.

She said that the girl baby is cooking and the boy baby is sleeping all along. To my surprise, the sleeping feminism in me was shaken. I asked her curiously, why is that the boy baby is not doing anything. To this she gave me a weird smiling, telling me ” mama, the boy baby don’t know anything, he just eats“. It took me totally dumbstruck… what!!! what on earth made her think so… Is it my fault .. oh My !! Am I really bringing up another girl, showing her that none of the men works in the kitchen :P.

Immediately, I said ” No baby, you should ask the boy baby to wake up and help the girl baby in the kitchen. The boy baby doesn’t know anything, so the girl baby can teach him and slowly the boy baby will help the girl baby“.

She listened to every word I said carefully and immediately came to the boy baby, waking up from his deep slumber.

Ah! Finally, I saw that the boy baby and the girl baby are working together in the kitchen…

Seriously I felt a great Relief !!!

No words could explain that feeling.

Raising independent women is never easy, but never impossible. I just wish that everyone be it a boy or girl, work with a sense of responsibility towards their home equally.

We don’t want equality , but understanding and sharing.ย 

 

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