I looked with distress as he came teary eyed to me yet another time. Someone had called him names. I was irked, really irked! This was a daily situation. Playing as he did with an older bunch of boys, he was exposed to cuss words, insults and episodes of bullying almost on a daily basis. It is rightly said that a playground is the place where lessons in life are learned and unlearned. Where you learn to balance the competitive spirit for self with teamwork; where you know when to hold back and when to give in full force; and where you also learn to push your way through with your talent as well as your persistence. If you are younger, you have to prove yourself harder just to get a chance. And there will be many times when someone will railroad their way through and not give you that batting chance you deserved. You will have to figure out your own ways to fight your battle just like you have to in life.
Read the rest of the post here as my guest post on Roshni’s blog, Indian American Mom. Roshni is a working professional who effortlessly juggles work, home and two naughty brats. I don’t know if it has to do with being mom to two boys or some magical wavelength match, but Roshni and I hit it off right when we chanced upon each other’s blogs. Her blog is a fun place where she shares her stories of life and times in the USA with her characteristic humor and charm. So hop over and read my post there and do stick around and browse through her other posts if you haven’t done so far.
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