People who know me are aware that I’m a sucker for the underdog; those who have the pleasure/pain of observing me soon realize this as well. I also relate to little ones much more easily than those….say…above the age of 5. I do have a place for those older as in Peace Studies, I tended to take the side of the underdog in the debate or conversation. I didn’t realize this tendency until a fellow Peace Friend mentioned it to me. I thought for a moment and then had to agree with her.
With children I am a sucker for a little guy/gal with a smile or a frown. I am strict with them, but also they melt my heart like no other. The one who flashes time and again in my mind is Mr. Way or “waa waa waa Way”. You see I believe Way is just misunderstood! He’s a 3 (or 4) year old who has 50+ older siblings. How does a little guy bear that? I mean, I tortured my little brother (who was 6 years younger than me). And for home-land security clarification…I mean “tortured” in the good ole’ American sense - a justified means when necessary. Even though I agree with Judge Collins, who in 2006 stated that “America's idea of what is torture is not the same as ours and does not appear to coincide with that of most civilised nations." For the purpose of what I did to make my brother cry was justified by me at the time…and doesn’t appear to have had any lasting effect on him…I think!
Anyway, my little Way is picked on a lot; but he is often the instigator and then his only defense is to cry when someone fights back. With me he knows when he has ‘broken the rules’ and after 2 times of pushing my buttons, he has learned that what I say goes (mainly in regards to the desk/computer/DVD’s etc…). Today for example I left the playroom to help Chinrun with some money issue and was only gone for a minute - Famous last words, aye? – and when I walked in, he was inserting another DVD into the computer. Caught in the act, there was no mistake as to “who did it”. But he did try to blame it all on his usual "partner in crime", Virek, who was not an innocent bystander by any means since he was holding 5 DVD’s taken out of their case. Boy do I wish I had them on film to see how it conspired!
Well, I didn’t have to do much more than take the DVD’s from them and say in a firm voice “Way, Virek, DO NOT TOUCH!” and then point at the computer and DVD’s. They both stood there pointing at each other and I said, “Yes, both of you” and then pointed to the door and said “You may go, lay lan sah-eye, play cars tomorrow.” They both kind of looked at me and after I didn’t return their little grins, Way played the ‘good boy' and said something to Virek and they both walked out, and shut the doors behind them. (they did climb up on the windowsill outside to peer in at me but soon tired of that and wandered off).
About 30 minutes later Way came running into my arms when he saw me walking to lunch, saying “Melinda lay lan sah-eye”. I gave him a strong hug right back and said “Yes, Mr. Way, play cars tomorrow.” Firm but loving is my motto!!
Seriously now, is there anything cuter??? He makes me weak in my knees; sometimes when he comes running towards me, I want to drop to my knees and thank God for putting little souls like him in my life!