This is a little bit old story. I was just one year and some months old. Now, I feel shy thinking of such silly old days. But I like to share and I wish to confirm whether you also had the same situations or thoughts as I had. Let me start..
We (Pappa, Mamma & me) were on our terrace, sharing small talks and making fun of each other. It was a cool night, especially no "Veyil" (sun light) which I hate very much. Whenever the day turns dark I wish if I could go to the terrace and play. But going alone is horrible you know! Darkness scares me a lot. So I will "pull" Pappa to come with me to the terrace. But on that night, I noticed that it was not that dark. Light was there falling from somewhere. I could see both of them very clearly.. is it night itself ...? aah.. leave it, let's play. I stopped thinking and joined Pappa again to run across the terrace...
....ha.ha.. ha.. He starts running each time when I reach close to him.. so I failed again and again. Mamma was watching and giving me the ground support... up .. up .. up.
"Moleee... athentha..? whats that..? "..... I heard Mamma asks something to me, as usual. That is her way to teach me new things, now I know. But I was too busy to listen her, coz Pappa was still running and I wanted to touch him to win the game, at-least for once. I saw Mamma was pointing towards something in the sky and asking me again.. "Come here .... Look .. whats that..?". Suddenly!!! ..Ho.. it was a crash... I was just about to fall down on the terrace, but, Pappa held me safely. When did he stop running ? That was the reason for the crash. "Vaa.. lets go and see what Mamma says.." he took me to Mamma. She was pointing her forefinger to the sky while asking "whats that..?". My eyes followed her fingers .
Wooow... there was a wonderful ball shining on the sky. How bright it was...! Oh..... that was why no much darkness on that night. Really beautiful.. "Haaiii...Baall !!"... I said automatically. "No.. Moluu... not Ball... That is.. the Moon" Mamma' reply surprised me.
Moon...? What's that? No.. I won't believe.. its a ball..I was sure.... "No... Baaall ...! That is Ball".
But Mamma again said.. "That is Moon, not ball."
"Zzaa.. that is the moon, Its just like Ball only, but we cant have that to play. It's in the sky.. too far from here!". It was Pappa's voice.
Pappaaa... you too...!! Why Pappa also says so..? I got confused..!...
Yes... an idea..!! I wanted to show them that I was correct.
I ran into the room. I was searching for my Ball.. which also is very big (for me).. but its Blue in color! Not white..! Where is that..? "Where is my ball? Ball ebadeee..? " I asked loudly.
I was trying to recall where did I put that after playing last time.. ! Yesss.. I got. I ran quickly into our Bed room. I could see my cute blue ball is there, but... it was under our coat. Nhee... It was too dark under that Coat.. I din't dare to go there alone.. "nhee.. Pappaa.... my Ball.. get my ball... please.. Pappaa... nhee..!!".
"What happened, Zahra ?" Pappa was coming in.
I cried loudly..."My Ball... my ball..". Pappa came and asked me that what I was crying for. I extended my right hand towards under the coat, and continued: "My ball.. nhee..!". "Oh.. That's all.? Why can't you go and take it out by yourself Zzamol...?". "No.. Molkku pediyaavum.. I don't dare!!!" I said. Haha... He laughs.. laughs?? Aah.. anyway he laid down on the floor and took the ball to me. "Kando .. ithreyullooo.. See how is easy this! Have it!" Pappa said. I stopped crying and started laughing at the very next moment when I got the ball in my hand. "Oho... so this was your 'Kallakkarachil' ..eh...?, let's see next time.. aah!". I heard Pappa saying this behind me when I was running back to Mamma.
On terrace, Mamma was in a conversation with the Aunt who is our nearest neighbor. Aunt was also on their terrace like us. "Mammaa... Kitteee... my ball. Here is my ball!!" : I was saying loudly to state that I was telling truth about the ball before.
Mamma agreed : "Yes.. good,... Ok, play with it". She continued her talk (with the Aunt) then.
Then I looked at the sky,.. I just wondered, the big bright ball was still there shining in the sky. "Mamma.. athentha..? Whats that?"
Mamma replied: "Mole.. That is the Moon. I told you already right? The name of that big white Ball in the sky is the Moon".
Ohhh.... That's it. So that is also a Ball, but its name is Moon. That's not mine, I can't play with that ball as Pappa said before. I understood,... I understood everything. This is a Ball in my hand.. That is the Moon! Yes, Yes.. YESSS!
Mamma asked: "Now you got it? Then say.. Mole athentha..? ". I was not sure, but I replied: "Mm..M..Mooooon!".
"Correct!!!! Very good...!! Appo ithentha... Whats this ?(Touching on the ball in my hand)". I replied without any doubt: "Baaaalll !!". "Yesss,.. Very good... Good girl", It was Pappa's voice. I became very much happy,
I asked Pappa just for testing..."Pappa... ithentha...What's this?" And I gave him the answer too (before he says anything) "Baallll !,..... Athenthaaa...What's that?" He was about to reply, but I again: " Mooooonnnnn!!! hahahahaaaa.....!!". Pappa said: "Molu padicheeyy.... you've learned ... very Good Alayna..." He hugged me and gave lots of kisses at once,.. I was repeating the words "Ithentha...?? Ball !! Athentha.... ? Moon..!! Whats this ? Ball..!! Whats that ..? Moon!.... " I was learning a new thing saying it repeatedly..!
Aunt was also laughing loudly... ? Why..? May be hearing me.. Aah.. donno! Anyway I also joined her laughing "Hahahahaaa...." and repeated "Ithentha.. Ball... Athentha... Moon... Hahahaa.. whats this?.. Baaall... Whats that?.. Moooon... Hahaha haha ..."
This is all the story (real story). Now you please tell, is it a mistake if I misunderstood Moon as a Ball at that age..? But... now I know that it's Moon, it has different shapes, we can see that only in the night and even that it will not be there in the sky every night. What a silly girl I was! But..... but,.. still one doubt....
"How came that cute bright Ball, sorry... Moon... over there in the sky..???"
This is all the story (real story). Now you please tell, is it a mistake if I misunderstood Moon as a Ball at that age..? But... now I know that it's Moon, it has different shapes, we can see that only in the night and even that it will not be there in the sky every night. What a silly girl I was! But..... but,.. still one doubt....
"How came that cute bright Ball, sorry... Moon... over there in the sky..???"

3 comments:
ha...ha...ha...
thats funny!
we should teach kids things as it is,right?
ball is ball and moon is moon...
you know,children are like wet cement whatever fall on them will make an everlasting impact...
keep posting!
Wonderful story ... Zahra!!... makes me think of all the things we done at that age ...nice one !
good post...i really liked it ^_^
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