Peeking into childhood #MondayMusings

This should have been a #weekendcoffeeshare post but I has having too much of a good time to open my laptop.  So,  this will be a #MondayMusings post.

Over the weekend,  I met my school classmates after 27 years.  Yes. 27.  For the generation today, this is unimaginable as they have reunions every year.  Even my son had a class reunion within three months of their school closing.  But,  we lived in an age when telephone lines were scarce.  We would phone people only if we need to.  We would talk only what was necessary.  We were forbidden from sharing our phone numbers with sundry people.  There was no internet and computers were hardly beginning to make their presence felt.  Even television was not 24 hours.  Yeah,  we lived in the dark ages.

And so we reconnected two years back through a combination of Facebook and Whatsapp.  It still took me two years to meet them all face to face.  It was a bit odd to see your classmates changed from uniformed, thin and awkward teenagers to mature middle aged people.  The best part is,  we all did well.  Even the ones who failed multiple subjects,  who could not speak a word of English,  who were outside the class door most of the times.  We all are now respectable adults with teenaged children.  After the initial awkwardness,  we settled down to our natural selves.  Believe me, we all talk the same.  Just like we were as kids. It was fun to relieve childhood memories.

The most important take away was, if the children who had nothing,  not much access to technology or extra classes and who were average in school can succeed in life,  we should stop harassing our children to get better marks.  Let them enjoy their childhood.  It will disappear too soon.  It matters more to turn them out as decent human beings.  I shake my head in horror when I hear of mothers worrying about their KG going children’s exams, the mad rush to enroll the children in all sorts of classes,  summer camps.  Sometimes,  you should just let them be.  It may seem like a waste of time,  but children need to spend time with themselves too.  They need to think, introspect, day dream.  We lived in a different era and theirs is completely different.  They will not resonate with our struggles anyway.  Just keep them grounded.

Hope you had a good weekend too.


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7 thoughts on “Peeking into childhood #MondayMusings

  1. Hi Lata, came here from the #WATWB list and can’t find your post—did you make your post? 🙂 Would be lovely to have a search button on your blog so we can search posts.

  2. Lovely! I changed schools so many times that it’s hard for me to reconnect with classmates, but I am in touch with a set of twins who were my friends in Class 7 and 8. Sadly, they both live in America and chances of us meeting are slim. My classmates from 9 and 10 are now connected on Whatsapp, and I have met a few of them in recent times. Just the other day we had so much fun on Whatsapp, recalling all the naughty things done!

    1. I was at the same school throughout living in the same neighbourhood. We kind of knew everybody around. My close friend circle is quite limited though I would love to have loads of friends around.

  3. Wow 27 years… That’s amazing… It so nice to connect to with old friends. I loved your thoughts on not pushing kids too hard. They are just kids… They need to learn how to be a better human. We teach them too much of trigonometry but not kindness and compassion

  4. Ah yes! I know that feeling. Last month 10 of us from our class met after 10 years or so. It was amazing how we had all aged but still thought of each other as ‘kids’. And you are right about letting children grow naturally. We expect them to be ideal kids but whose ideal? As long as they learn basic survival skills, know how to analyse situations and solve problems, are helpful and empathetic, we should be happy we’ve brought them up well.

  5. You made me nostalgic. A few years back we had a get-together too after 25 whole years and it was the best. Childhood friends are the ones with whom I can be exactly as I am – no pretences, no judgements. Just me.

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