On Sunday we went to NCPA to watch ‘Kyun kyun Ladki’, a children’s play loosely based on the book of the same name (Tulika publishers, of course) performed by the Gillo Organization. It was an event for us because it was the first play we ever watched in Mumbai and the first one we took the kids to. It was really enjoyable, although a little too long – Núria stayed for half an hour and even though Neel managed to stay through the whole performance, 1:15h really is too much (plus it was in hindi which we really cannot follow). Adults in the audience far outnumbered the kids which I cannot understand either.
The story is a simple one, as was the scenery, costumes and music but maybe that was precisely why it was so appealing. In the same costumes, actors played the roles of kids, adults, animals and ‘things’ such as a mill or a fountain and one never doubted who they were at each moment. There were musicians on the side of the stage playing live music on each scene and making the sounds of things. So enjoyable!
Now, we just have to keep an open eye for future performances.
These are solely my views as a mother and not the outcome of some studies or research which I did. I do not have enough knowledge of all education systems in India so I can only write based on what I see, go through and want for my child.
I was recently talking to a mother whose child attends the same school as my older son and she was telling me what a hard time she was having with this particular school. As a child, she had been taught to memorize information and not ask questions; in this school, our kids are being taught to question and learn along the way – the process is actually more important than the end in itself. She questioned whether this was the right way to go.
At another event, I talked to another mother whose child attends the same school as my younger daughter and she was telling me how happy she was that she managed to find a spot for her daughter in another nursery. One where there was intensive learning ‘the old-fashioned way’ and where the walls were not bright and colorful. And this because eventually the girl would go to a big school where that would be the way to go and so it would be better that she would get adjusted right away.
Sometimes I feel detached from these realities. Above, a picture of rangoli at my in-laws house during Ganpati celebrations that Neel helped ‘create’ – so much fun to learn this way!