Forget Algebra Sessions. I’M GOING TO TEACH MY CHILD THIS..!

A big thank you for stopping by. I would like to share something that’s been bothering me for quite a long time. Baby D is going to be an year old next month and Dr.H and I have been giving him the best of everything we could offer – best clothes, branded toys, invaluable time and irreplaceable love. However, for the past few days, a question has been repeatedly haunting me during my micronap time – Am I raising the baby right?

I read to him as often as he likes, I feed him the right quantity of food in appropriate intervals, I pamper him so that he realizes my love for him and as a family, we go out on weekends to ensure baby D gets enough outdoor experience. I keep answering myself these lines whenever the question resurfaces. And it was yesterday I understood what I have missed to ingrain in my child.

Nurture the Nature

There isn’t much left, we have ruined enough. The tamarind trees that naturally sheltered us from the scorching sun is no more, thanks to the day when we bought two cars – one for my dad, one for Dr.H and I. Cars cost a fortune and they deserve a shed, so the useless tamarind trees planted by my forefathers were uprooted. I blamed my dad for being the sole cause of deforestation around our house when I couldn’t show my son an actual tamarind. It’s painful, my son can look at a tamarind only in his picture book or occasionally in the plastic wrapped packets in supermarket. We don’t buy tamarind these days, because our fashion-diet doesn’t require it.

My father didn’t cut the trees even when he remodeled the house; he simply didn’t want to get rid of the old thing. Just when I asked for a car and a breathable car-shed, he had to chop ’em off. And yes, I blame him for everything.

Little did I realize how much years and efforts it’d take to grow a similar tree again. It never happens. It never will.

Whenever I read about deforestation and global warming, I always cursed the people for making the world a dangerous place. Never did I think about my contribution to this shameful act. I blame these real-estate guys often, for ruthlessly piling up tons and tons of sand over serene lakes, leaving only a stagnant streamline of water to float amidst sky-high concrete flats and call them “lake view” apartments. I didn’t feel part of the deforestation troop when I invested a crore to buy another house, an east-facing flat with a beautiful lake view. By lake, I mean the stream that is stagnant amidst the concrete jungle.

Is this the right way of living? What will my son infer from the way I live? Of course, like every great mommy, I’ll also read to my kid about nurturing the nature. But is that enough?

Will I revert my decision to buy cars, demolish the car-shed and plant a sapling on the same place? As much as I regret being a part of deforestation, I wish to. But the time and efforts needed to wash my guilt away and do the aforementioned action is immense. I don’t think it’s doable at all from a busy mom’s perspective.

Enough of the damage I have caused to this world. To retaliate, I’ve decided to teach baby D the goodness of nurturing the nature, one step at a time. Now that he is a baby, I am going to let him watch me water our vegetable garden daily. (This tiny garden is our only earthly portion that’s still unconsumed by the concrete monster.) Once he walks on his own, I’ll introduce him to intense green initiatives.

What is done cannot be undone. This is, to my knowledge, the only way I can cope up with the loss of our tamarind trees. Algebra sessions can wait….!

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  1. Love this! Parents are so consumed with teaching babies and young toddlers the ABCs and 123s, but teaching about life and the world we live in is so much more important. Our own love of the world and other people will shape our children into caring, thoughtful individuals, not school subjects that they’ll probably try to sleep through in 10 years. Great post! I love it! And I hope your son enjoys gardening!

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    1. I’m humbled ๐Ÿ™‚
      Thank you!!
      As a child, I aspired to be a writer. I’m the usual Indian kid whose dreams never mattered in the family so I had to choose engineering as my course in college. And I worked for almost four years to do justice to my degree. Now that I have a little one to look after, I have quit my job and thereby make use of the baby’s nap time to document the random thoughts and experiences of motherhood. That’s my story ๐Ÿ™‚

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      1. Wow thatโ€™s so inspiring ๐Ÿ˜Š. It doesnโ€™t matter how you come but it matter how you are now ๐Ÿ˜‡. Am so happy to know that you are doing what you loved doing ( writing ). All the best and keep posting and keep writing ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. This is such a beautiful post. It put a big smile on my face when I heard about your tiny garden. You are being a great mommy just with introducing that to your baby. I loved planting and playing in the dirt with my kids when they were little. One step at a time is really all we can do at this point and introducing the next generation to nature and its beauties is a huge step in my book. I too have guilt about things I have done that are probably not so great with it comes to this planet. I used to release balloons to the sky when I was a little girl. Wishes to heaven I would call them. Turns out that balloons end up in our oceans and hurt our marine life.

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