Tag Archives: playschool

Is winning important?

I am always an average person who thinks that winning is not an important part. From my childhood I was always inquisitive about competitions , I participated in everything and even helped my opponents too. There were quite many instances wherein I used to run to  the stage start up my speech, which I had trouble memorizing and stopped there staring at the huge crowd in front of me, and smiled and ran off. It was just for a moment I used to feel awkward. then again it becomes a matter of fun in ur talks.

I loved participating always, even it was a running race. I was aways physically plump from the beginning , no regrets for that, hence whenever I said I wanted to be a part of running race, people mocked at me. Of course, I might look like a ball rolling around on the track. Still, I took pleasure in doing so. And of course, I won third price ones, even some relay races – which added my confidence level a bit higher.

I believed that I can do whatever I like, and if it was meant for me, I would get it too.

Singing was a far dream for me, especially when it comes to reciting a Malayalam poem ( my native language) . I was like an express in talking as well as singing, so there were no chances of me to win anything in it. The fun part is , I always joined such competitions , and made a laughing stock of myself. Never mind. To my surprise ,even though I didn’t win that competition, there was another instant where our teacher asked me to recite the same poem for a musical drama. That was quite inspiring for me.

In most of my cases in life, I have never left without trying except for driving. Am too bad behind the wheels. Actually, No plans to die and get hurt in an accident, just because of my own fault. 😛

Today ,when my daughter brought in a medal from her playschool . The joy was tremendous on her face. I wish every school recognized every participant in the same way , and not just give the winners everything. Losers are equally important as they at least tried and will trying forever until they win, so they are the true winners.

Last day of her playschool

Image

Sitting next to my daughter who is asleep , taking a  nap after her last day at school , looking over to all the boxes which I have to fill in , before travelling , am not sure what emotions am going through.

I still remember her first day at school , even then I was crying and when she was leaving her school I was almost crying. May be am being silly as always. Is being tooo emotional a problem , I don’t know but I can’t help it.

I had a tough time , when I was packing all sweets for lovely friends in her school , as my lil one don’t know why she will be giving her friends sweets , the pain of her not realizing that she is saying ‘bye-bye’ to her friends made me cry , but that is life . I know so many good things are in store for her life waiting for her ,and these small things in life , may not matter her in the long run.

As I see her peacefully sleeping , I could memorize all her lovely days and the changes she had gone through since she joined her school.  Things change , places change , but memories live for ever . Am not sure how much she might remember about her days here, but of course she might not forget many at least till she gets another set of  friends and teachers.

A life-long blessing for kids is to fill them with warm memories and later on they become treasures in their heart to live out the tougher days in life.