… with Cricket and the Cricketer Ashwin, everything gets painted blue. Including a school project. The convo went thus:
Varun: Amma, I’ve got to make a t-shirt from a chart. Need your help.
Me: Done. I’ll do the sketching.
Varun: Okay. A round-neck t-shirt, Okay?
Me: Can we do one with a cute collar?
Varun: No ma. You just draw the shape and cut. I’ll do the ‘detailing’. (he said that!)
Me: Alright. What ‘details’ are you going to add.
Varun: I have an idea. You first cut the shape.
I draw the outline, and cut the shape. And then this chap brings out the model t-shirt and takes my help with fine-tuning his drawing. We finally end up adding a collar too because the model t-shirt has one:)
Varun’s first school assignment, which amma did with the constant threat of the little one holding a handful of sketch pens over the chart, ready to doodle on it any minute.. He settled for another ‘quarter’ after some cajoling. Quarter chart I mean!
Forgive the poor Picasa edit effects.. The pics were a color print of a collage on a thick A-4 sheet.
Vyas’s had to do a model of one of the man-made wonders.. I was insisting on the Forbidden city, but he wanted to keep-it-simple and opted for the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
Materials used: A 1 liter water bottle (a straight one, not too narrow at the mouth), 3 bricks of off-white moulding clay, few tooth-picks, a saree-box or puzzle-box cover or anything flat for the base, and fevicol glue.
1. Stuff the empty bottle with bits of waste paper to keep it tight and heavy.
2. Dot the glue lavishly on the outer surface and start patting the clay and spread using finger pressure.
3. Even out the surface using a rolling pin.
4. Roll out thin ‘snakes’ like Varun calls it, and make arch shapes.. There seem to be around 8 floors in the actual building. So 8 floors of arched shapes.
5. Layer the floors by making a ring and pinch them to make it flat. Make sure you keep dabbing the glue at all the stages where you do the sticking..
6. Slide or stick 2/3 tooth-picks between the arched shapes to give a ‘pillar’ appearance.
7. Fix the tower now onto a base with a little more clay on one side of the bottom and incline it slightly.
And you have the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
After we were done, the fellow remembered the following morning that it was a group activity and another girl had volunteered to make one and had also brought one. But was quick to add that it was an out-sourced project and was done for her brother the previous year!! And so, it does not count it seems!! Brat! Well, we enjoyed doing it though!
My earliest memory of Holi is the one in Mumbai when I was 5 and my sis was 1. We both were dressed in white ‘Punjabi’ dress and carried ‘pichkaaris’ spraying colors on other kids from the colony, all running in a circle one behind the other! Another memory attached to the white dress was both of us falling into a gutter in an attempt to cross it to watch a football match with my dad!! We survived in spite of swallowing whatever the running water in that gutter carried. That tells something about both of our immune systems:)
I can’t think of Holi without thinking about ‘Rangu barse bheege‘ from Silsila.. Whattay number!! What say you people?
Do you have any special memories of Holi?
Leaving you with these pics of a chart Vyas and I did recently. I drew the pics on scrap papers. This was when Master Vyas was uttering sheer blasphemy to the dad on what a pest amma is, while sitting and not particularly watching the match in Chepauk stadium. Of course he waxed eloquent on how wonderful his amma is the moment he came home and caught sight of the drawing!
The shapes were cut out and stuck onto a black chart after coloring with oil pastels. Picture idea courtesy: Tell Me Why magazine dated a few years back:)
Vyas and his classmate Teju had to represent their class for an inter-class competition in a general assembly and each had to come up with a chart in keeping with the theme of a poem. He was informed just 2 days before the event which was a very short notice and it was in the mid of the week. And as usual, our man forgot to tell me about it. He remembered the day before the event and called me up saying I must buy a chart on my way home. He wouldn’t tell me why and what he had put on the chart. Just that he had to do it for a poem. I could not think up any ideas as he wouldn’t give me any further information.
I reached home at around 8.00 PM with a chart paper and asked him to recite the poem to help me think up some ideas. It happened to be a prayer thanking God for all the niceties in life! I asked him what we were supposed to do. “Something ma. Let us make it simple. Lets draw the night, the morning, and a person being kind to somebody, and just some kids playing”. “And haaaannn, also someone eating or sleeping”. And he calls that ‘simple’. As usual, with Varun around, there was no way we could roll out the chart on the floor or open a color pencils box. He loves to ‘contribute’ that way! He will exactly choose such days to stay awake well past his bedtime. Thatha is the default savior during such crisis. Having locked up thatha and Varun in thatha’s bedroom, we settled down to start on the project.
More ideas kept coming from the man like I should have got a blue colored chart or a white one instead of yellow. I could have thought of buying 2 -3 colors, including a black chart. Would have been easier to represent the night! Thank you. It was 10.30 PM and he was yawing away and lot of effort went into keeping his eyes open. By this time, I had the picture encyclopedia, digest, comics, story books, a dozen random stuff spread around me for ideas. I cannot draw anything ‘extempore’, specially when there is a deadline! And here he was ushering me to draw a thin outline fast and that he would color it. I asked him to go to bed and let me ‘think’ and come up with something. “Are you sure ma?” asked the cheeky fellow, too glad for the offer despite my earlier warning. So, off he went and hit the bed.
After rummaging through half-a-dozen books for ideas, came up with this. It was 1.45 AM when I finished and was still not sleepy:). It is not professional I know but thoroughly enjoyed doing it and was certified -SUPER by my son. And he happily passed on the credit to his mom when his teacher asked him!! Now how can I stay away from such opportunities? Tell me!
PS: The title of this post was the title on the chart and is the only connect to the post!