Showing posts with label balance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label balance. Show all posts

Saturday, 1 March 2014

Coffee for Papi

Did you teach your kids how to operate the coffee machine ? Did they learn ? Did they want to learn ? Do they like making coffee for you ? Do you enjoy that peaceful moment you are waiting for your kids to bring you coffee ? Or are you nervous that something will happen to them ? Or are you concerned that something may happen to the coffee machine ? Does the quality come with the expected coffee ? Do they look happy to do something for you when they come carefully balancing the cup of coffee on the saucer ? Tell me your story, here is mine...

Papi finished lunch. The Little Girl wanted to make something good for Papi.
"Mami, can I make coffee for Papi ?", asked the Little Girl.
"Do you know how to use the coffee machine ?", asked Mami.
"Yes, Papi told me!", answered the Little Girl.
The Little Girl got a cup, put at the machine, and pressed the button.
There came the coffee pouring into the cup.
The Little Girl balanced the coffee cup all the way from the kitchen to the living room. She went slowly, she did not want to spill the coffee. She wanted Papi to feel good about her. There she went, balancing the coffee cup until she got to Papi.
"Papi, here is a coffee for you!", the Little Girl handed proudly the coffee cup to Papi.
Papi tasted it and make a horrible face... it looked like Papi did not like the coffee.
But Papi said, "Thank You, it was very good, but let me tell you a secret Little Girl, come with Papi to the kitchen!".
Papi took the Little Girl to the kitchen. "Look", said Papi, "next time put this capsule in the coffee machine, it makes the coffee so much better, and I know you do it better than anyone else Little Girl!".
After dinner Papi said, "Hum, I am going to sit at the sofa, it would be so nice if I had somebody bring me a coffee."
The Little Girl heard Papi. She went to the kitchen, got a cup and put it at the machine, got a capsule that Papi like and put it into the machine, and then pressed the button for the coffee. The coffee poured into the coffee cup, this time a bit darker, it smelled like Papi's coffee.
With great care, the Little Girl brought the coffee cup to Papi in the living room.
Papi sipped the coffee and said, "Ah! this is so good, thank you Little Girl!"

Saturday, 22 February 2014

Tightrope Walking

Balance, that is something we want our kids to develop! How do you make your kids develop balance ? With a bicycle ? Walking on the roadside pavement ? Climbing trees ? have you tried tightrope walking ? How do you encourage them after they fall ? Do they feel that falling is part of the learning ? Do you panic when they fall ? Tell me your story, here is mine...

The Little Girl believed tightrope walking was easy. the clowns did it while everybody laughed. They fell but somehow never actually fall to the ground. They managed to get their balance on the tightrope.
The Little Girl wanted to do the same.
Papi got her a rope and put on the ground. Stretched the rope. the Little Girl placed her foot on the rope, then the other foot. The Little Girl lift her first foot and carefully step into the front. The arms were stretched to help the balance. The Little Girl was looking with great attention at the rope.
"Do not look at the rope, just feel it and look to the end of the rope.", Papi tried to help the Little Girl.
The Little Girl wiggled on top of the rope trying to keep her balance.
"It is difficulty Papi, but I can do it!", said the Little Girl.
A quarter of the way the Little Girl lost her balance and restarted from the beginning.
"I am now going to make it all the way! look Papi!", promised the Little Girl.
The Little Girl made her second try, this time she managed to go further on the rope. She went half way. the Little Girl lost her balance again.
"From the beginning again, Papi!", said the Little Girl.
And there she restarted, carefully, foot after foot, lift the back foot and move it to the front, keep the arms stretched to help the balance, foot after foot, and she... made it!
"I made it Papi! I made it!", shouted excitedly the Little Girl.