Posts Tagged ‘parents’

Boodima on a boat…

September 28, 2011

Those of you who are not interested in photos of GD…pass on please, this post is nothing but.

GD, who began her life as Eli (mouse), became Biddles, and Boodles and Beedool and then Boodi Ma (old woman, in Bengali!) webt with her parents to visit her paternal grandparents at Portland, Maine.

“Is this post about me?” she seems to ask here.

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Yes, it is!

DnA met her grand-aunt in Boston and they all took the bus to Portland, and while there, went on a short cruise to Casco Bay.

Here’s GD, picking herself up off the floor of the boat:

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With Grampa:

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With Nanna (don’t they look alike?)

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Nanna gets a kiss:

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Finally…they call her “Hurricane Hair”, but in this photograph, the whole family seems to have the same windblown hairstyle!

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I *do* wish they didn’t live so faaaar away…..

And thanks to Nanna (LS) for sending me these lovely photos!

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Her second birth anniversary….

May 13, 2011

The photographs of KTB were sent by the other grandmother, who’s called “Nanna” and who lives in Portland, Maine. The grandparents had come over for her second birth anniversary (I had been there the previous two April 29’s!) and I enjoyed the photographs they sent…

You can see that KTB is developing into a balanced personality…

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And she enjoys reading, whether with her dad…

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Or by herself.

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She enjoys wearing Indian clothes and bangles…

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…and also a tutu and a headband, which was her uncle and aunt’s (DS’ brother and sister in law) birthday gift to her:

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Here’s her mother showing her a photograph of a ballerina on the laptop, though why the mother is looking so pained, I can’t say.

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She loves being with her Granddad :

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And it’s lovely to have a threesome photograph, under a convenient horse!

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Notes to Parents…

July 21, 2007

The family culture in India gives prime importance to the family unit over individuals, and clubbed with our culture of unquestioning respect, it can often be taken by parents to mean that they have complete control over every aspect of their child’s life,even when that child has turned into an adult.

In the past few years, I am increasingly coming across many youngsters who find this quite stifling. While they do love their parents and are willing to obey them within reason, controls that seem to treat the youngster as a child and not as a grown person make the youngster’s life increasingly difficult, as s/he struggles to be an adult outside and a child at home.

One of my nephews was berated for talking to his neighbour’s 17-year old daughter. I ask you! He just talked to her across the garden wall..Well, maybe that was an extreme example, but I also know of parents who said, “The child will go out of control if we give hem hes own way…” as if the youngster would have none of the values the parents are supposed to have installed!

A young man or woman may go away, live apart, finish hes education, and get a job. But when s/he moves back to the parental home, all the controls that were in effect when the child WAS a child seem to take effect again…no partying, constant watch over the whereabouts, no permissions granted…

How did these parents handle things when the child was away? Could they control the child’s early homecoming, or behaviour in other ways? And if they couldn’t control it then, why would they want to do so now?

The child has chosen to come back and live with the parents, but s/he is no longer just a child. S/he is an adult and should be treated that way. The parent has to consciously remember that actually, this adult requires NO permissions or sanctions at all. That s/he abides by the rules of the household is entirely because s/he chooses to do so, especially if the youngster is now financially independent.

But parents often seem to forget this. They keep on controlling the youngster’s activities and very often, this sows the seed of both discontent and rebellion. Very often, the young adult takes the easy way out by lying to the parents about hes activities, not realizing that by doing this, s/he is putting hesself in the wrong, too.

Less often, the young adult makes an honest,principled stand for he srights. Sometimes…rarely, alas…a sensible compromise is reached, and the parents start treating the young person as an adult and peace is restored.

More often, though, emotional scenes result. It is the parents who seem to have the need to control; they try everything, including emotional blackmail, to get the youngster to conform to their rules, many of which the youngster finds both archaic and illogical.

Parents keep quoting the “safety” of the child as a reason for their control. I find this very similar to Islamic extremists demanding that women stay at home and wear the burqa, to be “safe”. Parents seem to confuse ignorance with innocence. A young adult cannot be sheltered away from the world; the whole job of the parents is to prepare the child for adulthood…and what is the use, if then, we prevent our children from BEING adults? It’s like telling a baby never to walk because there is a risk of the infant falling and hurting itself…

In India, I find so many parents (and children) proudly claiming things like, “I don’t smoke/ drink in front of my parents/ S/he doesn’t smoke/drink in front of me.” What’s so wonderful about this? If you know, and your child knows, the s/he smokes or drinks (and I still can’t understand the moral value put on these two activities), why does s/he have to do it behind the parents’ back? Is hypocrisy such a great quality, to be praised? Do we really want our children to be Jekyll and Hydes, have one bland personality in front of us, and show hes wild side when we are not looking?

I have heard several parents proudly say, “S/he will do exactly as I say.” Oh my goodness! Do you have a child or a robot or a pet dog? If your child does not have a personality of hes own, surely you have been too restrictive?

Parents cannot…and therefore should not try to… control grown-up children. In fact, at any age, unreasonable control as a parenting tool sows the seeds for its own failure. If parents are reasonable, and a good set of parameters is worked out for the young adult living with hes parents, it’s a great outcome, and both generations benefit. The filial bond becomes the stronger for the mutual respect, tolerance and understanding, and the child/parent relationship evolves into a very deep and strong adult/adult relationship.

Of course, not all children are the same; some are content to think like their parents do, and in these cases, it doesn’t really matter if the relationship doesn’t evolve very much. But in most other cases, the transition is required..and the effort must come mostly from the parents.

We are proud of our Indian culture, and generally, with very good reason. But there are areas where our extreme stress on obedience should give way to mututal respect instead of permanent child/parent relationship.

I think it’s the parents who need to grow up. After all, the young adult is young, and will be hot-headed and eager to try life. It is up to the parents to be wise and mature and handle the butterfly emerging from the pupa. The most successful parents are those who produce, not children, but mature, responsible adults.

Loss of parents…

January 25, 2007

Two of my friends have lost one of their parents….one in Atlanta lost his mother in Mumbai; and the one in Irvine, Cal, lost her father..she is the youngest of a large family, too.

Both parents did live to a good age…but the loss of a father or mother is really difficult. I was thinking of when I lost my father, suddenly, and my mother, after protracted illness….

Indian/Italian/Jewish mother thing…

December 18, 2006

I seem to be waking up at about 5.30 am no matter where I am..and since we got back late last night and it is a Monday morning, I am now organizing packed lunch for DnA.

I am NOT one of your devoted,maternal mothers, and am NOT a “make-rice-just-so-perfect” cook, but I do enjoy providing nice cooked meals for my youngsters, and helping with their home tasks while I am here. Many Indian parents I know do help out a LOT, and I have heard a lot of resentful comments about parents becoming unpaid help when they are in the US. Well…as far as I am concerned…I do enjoy it a lot. I know how hectic the pace of life is here and since I have enough time to spare from my own activiites…several hours’ walk each day, internet, perhaps a half an hour of TV watching…I do enjoy the fact that in some small ways, my presence here is not an additional burden to them but is a help. But I suppose this is a two-way thing; DnA make it very clear that I am doing these little tasks of my own free will, and that they would carry on if I were not to do them. Indeed, my daughter is pretty prickly about my ever feeling that I am a unhired help! But the fact is, her kitchen is SO organized and handy, working is really enjoyable here…I do, however, like to get the cooking done and out of the way and then I enjoy the rest of the day with other activities. I enjoy planning about a day ahead.Tomorrow we run out of fresh vegetables, so I will see what happens!

It is strange…I thought I was NOT the typical Indian/Italian/Jewish mother sterotype…but I still find myself wanting to help out with the housweork, and more importantly, providing food….so I suppose it is in my genes and let me not fight it!

Anyone for sambar, eggplant subji, and rice? I could pack your dabbas…

Technology…

August 20, 2005

Was thinking how amazing technology is, that it allows me almost daily, instant contact with a child on the other side of the world….this constant touch prevents me from feeling out of touch.

I wonder how previous generations of Indians, whose children went off abroad and could communicate only through expensive, infrequent phone calls, and delayed, 1 month-old news-bearing aerogrammes, managed…the children too would have felt isolated in the new county, and disoriented in the old when they visited after a few years…the Internet has changed all that.

Amazing technology that is applied to everyday life…difficult to imagine that the same human brain which has thought of this can also contemplate murder and child rape and worse.