Monday, November 21, 2011

Chopsticks: Teaching the next gen!

When you teach your son, you teach your son's son. ~The Talmud

Every time I see a pair of chopsticks, I remember my dad... I must have been around 8 or 9 when my dad taught me how to eat food using chopsticks. At that time, it was just something fun to do. I didn't think I would use chopsticks later in life....

But I have used chopsticks more often that I imagined. When I go to a Chinese restaurant, chopsticks are my choice of weapon to attack food. The skill came in especially handy when I went to Shanghai for a week.... so much so that after coming back from Shanghai, using the fork and spoon was a bit odd for the first couple of days.


So I was delighted when a couple months ago, Reya asked me to teach her how to use chopsticks.... Here are a couple pictures of her learning how to eat with chopsticks.



 
While she had a blast learning the skill, I got a headache.... no! not from teaching Reya, but from Rithik's crying...  Rithik saw Reya using the cute chopsticks and demanded that I give him a pair like that as well and to my horror I realized that I only have one pair... (I got these from Lock & Lock as part of their supporter program for review. They are beautiful and made of steel, but I decided not to buy more since I felt they were a tiny bit heavy for the kids... and we anyways don't use chopsticks at home.)

I persuaded Reya to give the chopsticks to Rithik.... but she flatly refused and I had a crying toddler on my hands who is practicing the art of crying as long as it takes for him to get his goal.... It was tough negotiation but we settled on a pieces of wooden disposable chopsticks that I luckily found in a drawer... and he happily made a mess trying to pick food with them.

But yesterday, I was so surprised when we went to a restaurant in San Francisco with some friends and the Reya managed to eat some food with chopsticks. And to my utter surprise, even Rithik (using 1 chopstick in each hand) picked some food and ate it. I was so proud. But the pride was short lived as they then proceeded to have a chopstick fight, that left me cringing and scared and resulted in me snatching the chopsticks away from them....

Time flies... Yesterday I was learning things from my parents, today I am teaching them to Reya and Rithik...This is life... But the starting quote from Talmud applies... When my father taught me the chopsticks, he in a way taught my kids too...

1 comment:

  1. Try practicing by picking up pieces of cotton wool or other quite small items. You'll be amazed how easy it is to master the knack. That would be a great practice.

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