Playing at the park and spending less time on gadgets:

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Playing at Park

This Friday there was this story telling session at the school. The teacher was telling us all a story about a boy who used to spend most of his time playing video games. He was a lazy, fat boy who never wanted to play any other games outside at the park. He was addicted to playing video games.

After the story was finished, the teacher told us all, that we should not restrict ourselves to playing only video games. Addiction to video games makes us lazy. It damages our eyesight. It makes us interact very less with our friends, family and the people around us.Playing video games all day and not doing enough physical exercise makes us put on a lot of weight and makes us fat. The teacher also said that if we play video games excessively and get addicted to video gaming, it might harm our brain and reduce the level of brain development. I was very scared to know that.

We should go outside whenever possible and play with other children. As we are very small and we may not play any particular games, we should at least be running around with our friends. Playing outside is a way of exercising, which helps us in our overall physical development.

I was very excited to learn this as I am always very eager to grow very strong. The teacher also told us that playing outside increases our muscle strength and also helps us gain a lot of self-confidence. It improves our vision, physical well-being and our overall health. Everyone at my class was happy to know this. We all love playing outside with friends.

I told my teacher that my Mumma and Dada take me to park at the afternoon almost every day when the weather is good. I enjoy playing outside a lot.I enjoy it more when both Mumma and Dada play with me. There are even times when I play with my friends and the parents talk to each other. I like the fresh air outside. My teacher was happy to know this from me and she encouraged me to play more outdoors and at the park.

When I came back home from school, I told Mumma about the story that our teacher told us at the school. I also told her about what the teacher told us about the reduced level of brain development. Mumma told me that this is why both by Mumma and Dada do not let me play too much with the phone or the tab. I asked Mumma, why she always thinks well about me. She told me that because I am her daughter and she loves me the most in this world, she cares for me the most. So, she does everything which is good for me. She does things which would help me in the long run when I grow up. I hugged Mumma and told her that I also love her the most.



Easter Preparations – A Time for Family Celebrations

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celebrationEvery year, my parents arrange for Easter preparation, while I just sit and watch; but this year, Mumma said that I could participate, too! I can barely hold my excitement in! I am determined to work tirelessly, with zeal, to help my parents with the adornments.

I learnt all about Easter from Dadda. When I was three, he had made me sit on his lap, and enlightened me about how Jesus Christ had sacrificed his life for us, and how his death was followed by his Resurrection.

“What does Resurrection mean, Dadda?” I had enquired. He had replied, “It means rising from the dead.” I remember being happy to learn a new word.

I was awestruck after learning about why we celebrate Easter, and I felt guilty, too. So I apologized to God for all my sins.

Since Easter is just round the corner, we have begun shopping for all the items that are necessary. I have painted a picture of Jesus, and Dadda said he loved it.

Mumma has bought a beautiful, red dress for me. I will wear it to Church on Easter Sunday. While she has been keeping busy cleaning the house, I have been helping her in every way possible.

I have also helped my parents pick out the music CDs that we will listen to, on that day. My favourite Easter song is “This is the Way the Bunny Hops”, and I have prepared a little dance to perform along with it, before Easter dinner.

This year, I am also going to help Mumma with her cooking. The menu has already been decided, and even thinking of it gets me drooling. There will be ham, along with truffled eggs, and mashed potatoes for dinner; for dessert, she wished to bake a carrot cake but I insisted on brownies, instead.

Our decorations have also been planned, and I was overjoyed when my suggestions were taken into account. There will be an Easter Bunny center piece, and I am responsible for picking flowers from our garden, for the empty vases.

I have also made a “Happy Easter” sign, to be displayed at the entrance, and on our door, a wreath, entwined with bright, rice lights, will be hung. I hope the adornments look as beautiful as they do in my head.

We follow a tradition in our house on each Easter Sunday. Dadda hides the Easter eggs in various spots in the house, and I try to find them. It is similar to a treasure hunt, and he provides me with clues to help me to look for them.

I will get to paint the Easter eggs as well, but Mumma says I need to be cautious, lest they break.

My best friend, along with her parents, have also been invited for dinner. I can barely wait for Easter, and I sure am looking forward to having a great evening with the people I hold close to my heart.

Even though it is somewhat difficult to celebrate someone’s sacrifice, I understand that He gave up His life only so that we can live in peace and harmony. I have decided to be a good person, because I do not want Him to look at me from Heaven and feel that He sacrificed His life for nothing.