Tale of a mouse and a cat

A small fat mouse
Ran around the house
The big brown cat
Saw the mouse so fat

The cat chased the mouse
All around the house
And caught it by the tail
While it was hiding under a pail

The big brown cat
Ate the mouse so fat
Curled up under a chair
And took a nap with a purr

This is a poem which I sang while playing with my son. It was great fun to sing with action.
Am thinking to make small puppets for the cat and mouse and sing this song.

Happy Womens Day

Am proud to be a woman. Am proud to be a daughter, a sister, a wife and most importantly am proud to be a mom.
Everybody today wants to make the world a better place to live. It couldn't be thought of without women. The contributions made by women are tremendous, be it any field.
Being a woman, we should be proud, motivated and be a wonderful role model for the future generations. Being a woman is all about being ourselves.
The world is in our hands, lets contribute our part for its betterment. Not a single thing can stop us. We are like brooks, flexible changing courses over obstacles, but not getting stopped. And for sure, like the brook, over the course of our journey, we create a beautiful world. Whatever we do, small or big, lets do it with all our heart. There's no stopping, no failure. The future is in our hands. Lets shape it with love, with determination and of course with pride.
Get empowered, the world is sure to become a better place, and eventually the best place.
Think of womens' empowerment , I think of the great tamil poet Bharathiar.

"நிமிர்ந்த நன்னடை நேர்கொண்ட பார்வையும்,
நிலத்தில் யார்க்கும் அஞ்சாத நெறிகளும்,
திமிர்ந்த ஞானச் செருக்கும் இருப்பதால்
செம்மை மாதர் திறம்புவ தில்லையாம்;
...............

சாத்தி ரங்கள் பலபல கற்பராம்;
சவுரி யங்கள் பலபல செய்வராம்;
மூத்த பொய்மைகள் யாவும் அழிப்பராம்;
மூடக் கட்டுக்கள் யாவுந் தகர்ப்பராம்;
காத்து மானிடர் செய்கை யனைத்தையும்
கடவு ளர்க்கினி தாகச் சமைப்பராம்;
ஏத்தி ஆண்மக்கள் போற்றிட வாழ்வராம்;
இளைய நங்கையின் எண்ணங்கள் கேட்டிரோ;"

Lets all work together to make the great poet Bharathiar's words very very true.

I salute my mom, the best. She gave me this life and cared for me that am here today, to write this for that matter. And I salute my sisters, for their love and support too helped me grow. And also I salute all my teachers throughout my education.
Well, on International Womens Day, its appropriate to think of the women who shaped my life. As I salute them today, I also get another thought. Why not remember the men who helped me grow into a successful woman? And that brings my dad first. I salute him, thank him and I want to let him know that he had molded four successful women, his daughters. Without his love, advice and guidance we wouldn't have made it. He never had a doubt in his girls. He gave us the right education, freedom and what not - all the best things in our life. And many a thanks to my sweet husband who encourages and acknowledges me in whatever I do. Also I think of many more people on this day, not mentioning just to keep my post short.

Be proud of being a woman. Keep moving forward. Happy Womens Day!

Why is the Orange called Orange?

Why is the orange called orange? Why is apple not called red? May be because we have red apple and green apple, but have only orange orange. :-)
Well, I will tell the story of orange called an orange.
Once God created all the fruits and vegetables. He was naming each one of the fruit and each one of the vegetable. It was a grand ceremony attended by all the flowers, animals and birds. There was music and dance. It was all fun.
There was a huge applause when round red fruit was named Apple. Beloved Banana, gorgeous grapes and proud pineapple were all done.
Then rolled the round fruit. God named it grape fruit, because it was round and juicy like grapes. But the round fruit did not want to be called grape fruit. It wanted its own identity and asked God to name it Orange, on its color. Orange suited it as teh fruit was orange inside and outside. So God was about to agree. Then grapes came forward and said, " I was happy that you were going to name this fruit after my name. Please do not disappoint me". So God named the round fruit Orange. And then he created another similar fruit and named it 'grape fruit'. All the fruits were happy. So we have orange and grape fruit which looks like orange.

wow wow patting myself for this story :-). So no more confusions between orange and grape fruit!!!

Welcome Sunlight

Weather is getting better and the sun is kind enough to shine through our windows. Me and my son open the blinds. We have lots of fun. A good way to start the day. On the course of our play, I found myself singing this.... And yes, I think it makes a good post in my blog!

"Welcome sunlight welcome
Into our sweet sweet home
You bring your warm light
And make our home bright

I play shadows with you
On the walls, on the floor
I see butterflies fluttering
Deers running, bunnies hopping

Its so much fun to play
The shadow game
Welcome sunlight welcome
Into our sweet sweet home"

Birbal and McQueen

The usual routine of bedtime stories for my two adorable sons is taking its own twists and turns. Very interesting ones, thanks to my princes. Well, today my elder one wanted a Akbar and Birbal story. The younger one was inclined towards McQueen story. Yes, Lightning McQueen, the race car is his favorite and always wants to talk and listen about it.
Coming back to the story, both wanted their own wish to be done first. I thought I was wise telling them that I'll tell a story which suits both their wishes. And I started, "Once there was a king named Akbar...". My younger one interrupted, "tell McQueen story"!! So I started, "There was a ...". Again interrupted, the story should start with "McQueen", the magic word!! God please help me... And here goes the story....
"McQueen was racing through the town one day. He came to the outskirts where he was attracted by an unusual trailer. He went straight to the trailer and climbed in."
(Here, I had to convince my elder one that Akbar and Birbal were on their way).
"McQueen saw many switches and lights inside the trailer. He was intrigued by a button with date panel near it. McQueen tried entering some numbers and pushed the button. The trailer started off in a sudden pulse. McQueen saw the trailer drive through different towns and cities, mountains and valleys and finally came to a stop.
McQueen slowly got down the trailer and was amused by the surroundings. There were different looking people, bullock-carts and horses, many many trees, and not a single car around him.
McQueen started moving around slowly looking at the new surroundings. The people were bewildered and frightened. They ran away from him and looked at McQueen from a distance, from behind trees and buildings. There was panic all over the town.
By the time, McQueen ran out of fuel and halted. He too was confused now, not knowing what to do.
Word reached the king about an unusual thing in the town. The king Akbar summoned his ministers. One of his minister, Birbal was very wise and clever. Akbar sent Birbal to look at "the animal" and decide the course of action.
When Birbal looked at McQueen, he remembered about motors he had read about. He went near McQueen and examined. He asked for a can of petrol and poured in the fuel tank. The grateful McQueen drove towards the trailer followed by Birbal. Birbal had read about time machines and so he was able to understand. Birbal was a very clever and wise minister, indeed.
Birbal pressed few buttons to send McQueen from where he had come from. McQueen revved up his engine to say thanks to Birbal. Birbal nodded with a smile. He closed the trailer and away it went.
People who were watching all the while, cheered for Birbal. Akbar felt proud of his favorite minister."
I said to my sons, "And McQueen came back here to say Good Night to you.".
End of story. My kids were really enchanted with this story. :)

not sure of the title!!

I scattered few rice in my patio
Two sparrows came hopping by
One said to another, "Hello, how are you?";
The another said "Am great, how are you?";
The first one said "this rice is yummy",
And the second said "absolutely sweet as this lady";
Yes, Those sparrows said all these...
But I heard only "chirp, chirp"
"Chirp chirp", and "chirp, chirp"!!

Who instituted the numeric order?

Well, the title might look like a general knowledge question. But that's not my intention for sure.

Three circles in my preschooler's toy caught his attention today. He exclaimed to me "Amma, circle". You can imagine the pride and happiness that welled up immediately in my heart. I was all hugs and kisses for him "chella kutty you started recognizing circles!!". He was all smiles and beaming. Then the greedy(or not greedy?) mother in me, said "one, two, three circles". My dear son replied "2 circles..see one, three, two". He knows the numbers. He understood the concept of counting, that there were more than one circle. Between me and him, and in a child's world, numeric order doesn't matter, isn't it? What matters most is just the fun, pride and happiness of the mother and son! No degree or money can bring that.