A trip to toy shop with my daughter is always a dear affair. Her usual plan is to buy A toy 😊 although often she comes back with handful of few more stuff. I don’t blame her as whenever I enter into toy shop, I feel like buying too. Board games, art- craft, outdoor sections, character toys, doll-house, cars, party toys ….there is an endless list of choices to look around .So, I can understand her dilemma to choose few from laden choices. 😊
This time we bought an art and craft kit which included porcelain heart shape box, vase and photo frame with set of colours. As usual this is not the only thing came back with us. It came with its companion SPACE HOPPER.
She was excited about the crafty box as she had already seen that box but she was bit apprehensive about space hopper as she bought that as guinea-pig for her toy lab. She saw its picture from outside the box and thought it could be an interesting toy for her to try 😊
Without losing a single minute, she opened her crafty box immediately after we reached home. She drew the pattern and fill it with all bright colors.It was a gratifying evening for her.
Next day, after coming back from school, it was opening ceremony of SPACE- HOPPER😊. She was more cautious than curious And the box opened……………………………….
There was a pump and an inflatable balloon with two orange hoppers. Next, it was filled with air by pump. I could see a perfect glee on her face as she was watching the balloon rising with the pumped air. All in haste she close air inlet by a stopper. Hurray!!!!!!!
HERE SHE IS READY FOR HER BOUNCY RIDE…!!!!…..!!!!!….!!!!!…!!!!
I could see her delight, she was enjoying it ,moving all around our home.
Try it mummy, it’s your turn.
I can’t sit on it, holding two hoppers and bounce like a Zany😊
I am ok darling, you enjoy ride. It’s all fun, isn’t it!!— I said it, so that she would stick with it and don’t ask me again😊
How do you know it’s fun?
Sit on it and bounce on it mummy, replied my daughter bouncing happily.
Look, it won’t take your heavy -weight- mummy, I said.
Mummy, I checked, it can take up to 70kg, you are not heavy she said.
It felt good to hear I am light😊
I gave her all excuse not to try the SPACE HOPPER ☹, nothing worked really!!
I could see her forehead with a headstrong quote on it:-
The future is female.
Ok, I will try after some time, I said.
Another quote on same forehead:-
She was warned, she was given an explanation nevertheless she persisted.
And I lost the battle from my own blood☹
My face got pallid and dreary, there was no choice left for me in front of a future feminist.☹
Breathe-in and out, breathe -in and out…till my mind and body synchronized with tranquility.
I couldn’t hold that calmness for more, as I heard voice of my daughter saying, put your right leg up, sit on it and hold those hopper.
Am I looking like a zany???? This was the only thought striking in my mind.
Good, mummy, correct, you are sitting in right position, you will not fall down.
Bounce mummy, bounce.
I took a leap and felt fluttery in my stomach then tried another, then another!!
yipeeeeeeeeee, it was fun!! Bounce Bounce Bounce……
I did it. 😊
I WAS BOUNCING BACK IN MY CHIDHOOD…I WAS ALL OVER THE PLACE, IN THE LIVINGROOM, IN KITCHEN, IN BEDROOM AND DIDN’T EVEN LEFT THE POARCH.
Sometimes we resist ourselves doing small things but taking those steps backward can only prompt us to moving ahead in this monotonous life.
Till I come back with my next blog…just