Parents and Children

zain II

Zain loves touching things…I think all children do. He always wants to know what the different things in my room are. Yet he would not approach them. He was thoroughly conditioned not to. But my friend always wanted to entertain him because she thought zain was too cute to say no. so whenever he got into the room, he would sit patiently and look around himself. And of course, babble. So Sam would dole out her watch, glasses, purse for zain to look at. Unfortunately for Sam, zain wouldn’t look at the objects, he would just hold it in his hand and also ask for something he had got the day before! And he would babble. You could entice him to sit on your lap just by saying you would give him something – anything.

Zain’s mom gave him a few objects to play with – a used phone card, a small mug, bits of rope, some leaflets, plastic spoon and such other nick-knacks. He preserved them in his pram. I asked his mom if he didn’t have any toys to play with instead, she said he has but they are new, his father got them sometime back and were expensive. She was afraid zain would break them. (!!!) She gave me their rates and said how zain always ended up spoiling things. So she was saving them for later. I asked her when. She replied once zain starts school, he will know how to handle things, hopefully then.

Did u say AHHHHHH???! Yes, I said the same thing when I told Sam about it.

Zain saw a banana in our room and wanted it. We thought he wanted to eat, so we gave it to him happily. He took it happily too and tried to peel off the skin. He couldn’t get it off from the top so nailed the waist of the it till he had made a cut. from there started to pull it off. In the process, he had mashed it a bit. Once the whole skin came off, he crushed it in his hands and got dirty. Duh! He mashed the banana so much(we hurriedly got him to sit and placed a plate under his active hands), I told sam, we should have given him potatoes instead. Zain did not look up once while he was at it. He realized the plate was of good use; he rested his wrists in it and went on mashing and kneading the was-banana. Sam was looking at her watch while he continued. Eventually when he looked up, it was to tell us he had dirtied his hands and wanted to clean them. ‘14’, shouted Sam. I could only smile at zain. He smiled back. We helped him get clean. Where was his mother did u ask? Oh she had been calling him all the time, we kept her at bay, saying he was alright and not being a bother at all. But unfortunately, she came in just when we were clearing up what was left of the banana. She freaked out. She told us we should not have listened to him because this is what he always did with a banana. She said she was sorry he spoiled our plate and table. She said he was never given anything in his hands precisely for this reason. She said she always fed him and never let him do it by himself. She said he always made so much of a mess, there was sooo much of cleaning only because of zain. Oh did she go on or what!!

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