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The Legend Of Lake M

Originally published in KQED Perspectives, Dec 23 2021 One cold, dark morning, the clouds seemed heavy, the sky ready to burst, and the air full of suspense. At school drop-off, I heard mounting whispers in the backseat of my car. Something big was about to happen. The legend of Lake M was about to appear. Every year, at least once, when days look like this — wet and ready for a downpour, my kids’ school has come to expect the phenomenon of Lake M. As the kids stay indoors for classes, rain falls without a break. And… Read More »The Legend Of Lake M

The Note

Our household, like many others, has been through numerous pandemic pursuits – hikes, swims, mid-day boogies, gardening, baking, board games, and every combination thereof. But one day, the books lying askew, the pom-poms strewn everywhere, the mud-soaked feathers and sticks lying on the carpet, the relentless meal planning, the fights for more screen time got to me –
I burst.

End-in-sight

My kids went back to in-person school today. It’s just for two hours this week but still, the elation is real. It’s been a long year. A year of no field trips, no racing each other around the tracks, no monkey bar throw downs, no impromptu bey-blade battles, and no lunch-time shenanigans. It’s not all back to normal, but still, the end is in sight.

Not bad, for an adult.

As adults, we are kind to our children when they try new things. Even if the circle isn’t round, we admire it. Even if the handwriting is loopy, we applaud it. We clap when they jump rope 30 times and cheer when they run around the block.

But when it comes to appraising ourselves. What if we were kinder to ourselves?

Raising a good loser

Published on KQED Persepctives https://www.kqed.org/perspectives/201601140598/sandhya-acharya-raising-a-good-loser Sandhya Acharya contemplates being a good loser – on the playground and in politics. Some time back, I was witness to a kids’ plank showdown. Timers were set, poses struck, seconds counted. But when it came time to declare the winner, a chorus of voices, including my son’s, broke out into complaints. “My jacket slowed me down!” “He moved!” “I wasn’t ready!” I watched from the sidelines, cringing. A question troubled me. Are we raising good losers? On Jan 6, 2021, we saw the damage a bad loser could do.… Read More »Raising a good loser

The Truth of it

Right before the Christmas break, my younger son logged in early to one of his classes. The kids showed their stuffies to each other, discussed their breakfast, and then proceeded to a new topic. Santa. Now, I was introduced to Santa a little late in my childhood. Thanks to the convent school I studied at, I could sing carols, pay my respects to Jesus at the chapel, and knew all about the holy trinity. But Santa and Christmas had not yet made an entry into our Hindu household. Until one day, a cousin showed me… Read More »The Truth of it

Tag!

When we get older being entertained is hard. We have to spend hundreds of dollars on subscriptions and apps to drown out the noise around us. But when you are six or eight, it is not such a challenge. A round piece of metal can magically transform into a spinning wheel that takes you across planets. Whoosh! Swish! It becomes a weapon as you fight an imposing dragon. Blankets become moats and pillows become forts. Stuffies can be pets, friends, even a ball to throw and catch. But Tag – what can one say about… Read More »Tag!

Waiting for School

On our way to a family hike, we decided to change course and spend time at my sons’ school instead. It had been so long! Hikes could wait. The Ginko trees near the parking lot were gleaming gold. They shimmered in the morning light inviting us in. We stepped on the yellow carpet of leaves shed –  soft, wet with dew. We bunched them into our hands, gathering more and more and then ‘TOSS’ – into the air they flew. The leaves rained down on us, gently grazing our cheeks, floating down. My sons giggled,… Read More »Waiting for School

BOY ON A ZIPLINE

Isn’t that what art is all about? The ability to express. To think of something funny and share that with the world; with words or scribbles, song or strokes. To be able to take sorrow or pain inside you and use it as ink. To be able to hold that effervescent excitement bubbling inside you and turn it into something lasting. Art is beautiful, refreshing, liberating. Art is essential.

REMEMBER TO DANCE

This season’s isolation has proven to the most introvert of us how much we need each other’s company. Coupled with the bad air quality in some places of the country, keeping spirits up is not an easy job. But humans adapt, especially kids. So what if you are stuck indoors again robbed of another day in the sun? So what if you are stuck with your family, just the four of you, again? When the sky turns pink and then grey; when the orbs of light on the street turn-on; when shadows come to play… Read More »REMEMBER TO DANCE

IT’S LIKE AAAAHH!

This morning my six-year-old logged in early to his class. It was their pre-class chat time. The time where pre COVID, kids would have stood in line outside class and bonded with each other. The kids have adapted to this virtual link-up time. They logged in one by one sharing little updates. One wanted to share where they were eating dinner, another wanted to show a pumpkin, a hat, a song, a greeting…the volume began to rise. Until noone could understand what anyone was saying. Then, above the cackling, a little girl spoke, “When we… Read More »IT’S LIKE AAAAHH!

Saving Pando

The air quality in my neighborhood was recently affected by the wildfires. For days, there were no blue skies; a pall of smoke hung stubbornly in the air. One morning I looked out and wondered how we came to this. I thought about viruses, fires, heatwaves, and summer snowstorms. I thought of our current politics, the extreme polarization of our views that paralyzes us into petty arguments and lofty discussions, but no action. And most of all I felt the longing build inside me. The longing to be able to walk, see the mountains, feel… Read More »Saving Pando

All Better

Published on KQED (NPR) Perspectives Sep 3, 2020 https://www.kqed.org/perspectives/201601140236/sandhya-acharya-all-better When the first day of school rolled in, the teachers had a surprise planned for the first graders. We stopped at school to wave and say a socially distanced hello and collected a plastic box full of tissue wrapped packages. The kids were instructed to only open it with the whole class a full four days later. We kept the box in the car to make it easier for the six-year-old to stay away. Several times a day he came and asked how many days were… Read More »All Better

I’m Bored

I am dealing with a problem this summer. I am sure a lot of you are too. In the absence of our usual travel plans and summer camps, the kids are at home – the entire time. And every few minutes during the day, the sultry air is punctured with this poignant phrase, “Mamma, I’m bored!”

Book reading for Indigo Program at Barnes and Noble, Almaden

Had a fun time at the book reading at Barnes and Noble for the @indigoprogram program book fair on Tuesday, Nov 19. I enjoyed interacting with the kids and parents from the Indigo program that seems to share the philosophy of my kids’ school in developing the whole child. I was treated to peoples’ stories of how they first experienced Gulab Jamuns, indian sweets and the reach of indian food in the African continent. Did I ever mention I ate parathas on my hike up Kilimanjaro? The world is, indeed, a small place! I met… Read More »Book reading for Indigo Program at Barnes and Noble, Almaden