Realisms

After a long(2mth) break m back to my work and blogging.Not tat i had no work these two moths.But tat time i was working for myself which is not at all interesting to me.Back posted in speech therapy.First day of my posting itself got brightened by a sweet little pie.A one year old hearing impaired child.He is such a sweet kid tat i didnt felt like leaving him after the session.He started staring at me initially entering the session.The multicoloured toys n my therapy kit changed his attitude towards me and finally at the end of session by drawing a small star in his small hand with a red colour pen made us friends( for ever..).Hearing impaired of one year who has just started therapy for us is always a child wit jargons.But he says words in such a sweet way tat i forget to reinforce him.Mother has a complain tat he calls papa clearly but not mama:).After playing with him for long while to my wonder i asked mother whether she started traing him early or he has less loss.

But no wonder only a trained mother can give such gud training at this young age.Since 3yrs she is in this place with her elder son who is profoundly hearing impaired.After training they went back and took his admission in normal school there.she then conceived her second child.But her fate brought her back to Mysore leaving behind everything which she left behind for her first child.
But i couldn't find a sorrow of these in her because she has fully accepted the facts about her kids and is happy whatever they have and finding happiness in whatever she is doing for them ,not blaming her fate or any one else....

Because she is a mother.....................