If your kid wants to keep a diary then let him. If he wants to write online then teach him how to write a blog. These are wonderful ways to encourage him to write and also to recap and reminiscence about memories that are dear to him at a later date.
Benefits of Maintaining a Diary
Diaries are a wonderful way to write about what’s happening in your life. It also helps you to hold onto and relive fond memories.
Older kids often set themselves goals I no matter how small. Journal entries are a good way to keep a track of their progress towards that goal. Read more… →
“What happened?” Hama-Guri came and sat beside a new face who sat looking at the blue sky. He had seen him sitting like that for more than ten days now. Every day he used to think that he would come and ask but break time used to get over so quickly that he never got the chance. And he was not in his section so Hama never saw him otherwise.
For a child to tell a story he needs to know words. And many of them. For it is words that make up a story. As a parent we should strive to improve and increase kids’ vocabulary continuously. Other than making him study English Here are some activities for kids and fun tips that will help your child learn new words.
Inculcate the habit of going to the library. If he is a toddler, go along with him. Even if he can’t read or does not understand all words, read to him. And together with that get into the habit of teaching him at least two news words every time you visit.
While making him study English, also play a game with your child of finding words that mean the same thing. Thinking of interesting activities for kids always help. For this you will also need to do a lot of reading yourself so that you have the answers ready when he can’t think of any. The more ways that he is able to express the same thing, the better he will become in the art of talking and writing. Read more… →
“No Hama I will not go!” Wailed his cousin Ba-Chaa. She was four and his maternal first cousin. And they loved each other immensely. They didn’t meet often though because, although in the same town, their homes were quite a distance apart. It was only during times likes these when school was closed for the summer vacations that they met.
“But sis, you love dancing. And aunt told me that you were the one who wanted to join this class.”
Ba-Chaa looked at her big brother, her expression a mix of worry and sadness.
“Something’s happened. Right?” Hama asked. He had been staying at his aunt’s house for more than a week now and he had been noticing that his otherwise extremely chirpy baby sister had turned all quiet. Now he understood that her dance class was the culprit. Read more… →
“I’m bored.” Hama yawned on a Saturday morning. School had just closed for a short spring break. But that was not the cause of his boredom. His best friend had gone off to visit his granny with his parents for a week.
“I’m bored too!” Mumma joined in, copying his tone.
“Mumma! Stop that. Don’t copy me.” Hama replied. “I truly am bored. Father’s busy with the cows and you have been cooking all morning.”
“But I’m making the apple pie for you kiddo.”
“I know Mumma. Still…” He couldn’t complete the sentence because another yawn escaped his lips. Read more… →
“Ma-Doooooor!!” Hama-Guri squealed. “Give me the ball…Quick!”
Ma-Door threw the ball to his best friend. it was always great to spend a Sunday morning with his closest pal in their favourite park. Added, finally the sun had come out today after many foggy winter days.
“Mumma we have to take up a new class at school!” HamaI-Guri cried as he barged in through the door. He had just come back from school, and, as usual, he had loads to talk about. “There are so many of them that I don’t know what to do.”
“What classes Hama?” Mumma asked. She had not got any notice from school yet. Then what was her son talking about?
Hama-Guri sat down on the sofa beside his mother and took out a sheet of paper. His mother looked at it and smiled. Sure enough these were classes. And yet they were not. They were hobby classes that kids could join if they wished to. Read more… →
“The tree looks so lovely!” Hama-Guri exclaimed as his mother finished putting the final star on top of the Christmas tree. “Yes dear, it does.” She replied, a smile on her face. They had spent the last two hours doing up the tree and now it was time for celebrations to begin. “So Hama, what did you ask from Santa this year?”
Hama-Guri looked at his mother. There was something that he was meaning to tell her for the past few days. But he was scared whether his words would hurt her or not. He loved his mother and he hated seeing her feel sad.
“There’s something on your mind Hama. What is it?” his mother asked seeing her son’s brow creased together. He was only six, but he often amazed her with his questions, ideas and thoughts. She knew this was one such instance. And she was ready for the surprise. Read more… →
Hama-Guri and Ma-Door, his best friend and his neighbour, sat in the former’s room looking at old albums. Hama’s mother had taken it out for them. It was raining way too hard outside and she saw no signs of it abetting. So this was one way she could keep the two boys occupied. Even though she wanted to sit and play with them, it was way past 7pm in the evening and she had not even begun chopping the vegetables for dinner.
“Is that really you?” Ma-Door asked as he stared at the picture of a tiny baby wrapped up in a blue cloth.
“Ya.” Hama replied feeling a little shy. These pictures were fun to see but he wouldn’t want his image of being the adventurous lad getting spoilt because of all these picture from eons ago. “I am sure you were like this too Ma-Door.” Read more… →