Little Kitty’s Brother

Little Kitty’s younger brother’s name is Bob. He likes to paint and does so almost all day, while Little Kitty hates drawing.

One day, there was a quiz competition in Little Kitty’s school. She won the first prize and got a set of colour pencils as gift. When Bob saw the colour pencils, he asked if he could draw with them. but Little Kitty said, “No! I got them as a gift. I will not give them to you.”
Bob started crying. He told his mom: “Mom, she hates painting, but doesn’t give those pencils to me. eeh eeh…”

Mom told Bob: “Oh my dear baby, why do you cry? Those colour pencils are not yours. They are Little Kitty’s pencils. She got them as a prize. If she doesn’t want to give, she doesn’t have to give them to anyone.”

Then mom said to Little Kitty: “Little Kitty, those pencils are yours. You won them. But since you hate drawing and painting, will you use them? Bob is your brother. There is nothing wrong in giving some pencils to him. I will not force you. But sharing makes you a better person.”

Mom went back to reading. Hearing what she said, Bob stopped crying. Little Kitty thought for a while and gave half of her colour pencils to Bob and said, “Bob, I’m sorry. Please use these pencils.”

Bob said, “Thank you, sister. I am sorry too. I should not have cried to have your pencils.”
They smiled and embraced each other. Bob drew many pictures with those pencils and Little Kitty appreciated them a lot.

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Little Kitty and the Butterfly

One day, Little Kitty was walking around the farm when it saw a beautiful red and black butterfly sitting on a coconut tree. Little Kitty jumped toward the butterfly with open paws and raised tail to catch it. But the butterfly casually flew up a few inches and sat peacefully. Little Kitty’s ego was hurt.

She asked the butterfly, “I am much bigger than you. How can you ignore and insult me like this?”

The butterfly said, “Little Kitty, it doesn’t matter how big or small we are. What matters is how well we use our talents to win this world.”

Little Kitty didn’t understand a word.

The butterfly continued, “If you try to fly, you will fail. In the same way, if I try to catch rats, I will fail too. Do you understand?”

Little Kitty smiled in humility and said, “Yes butterfly, I understand now. And sorry friend, I shall mind my business from now on.”

Then, Little Kitty went her way, and the butterfly flew towards flowers. 

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The Drummer Girl

Once there lived a little girl named Lizzy. She dreamed of becoming a drummer and drummed on her table every day. But her parents wanted her to become a scientist. This made her sad. She prayed hard so she could become a drummer.

One day while Lizzy was playing in the park with her friends, a vendor selling small drums came that way. She wished deeply to buy a drum, but her parents didn’t give her the money. Lizzy stood close to the vendor and watched him play it. He sold a few drums to some children there. He saw Lizzy’s desire to have a drum in her eyes. So he played a wonderful piece for her on his drum. Lizzy was overwhelmed with joy, and jumped up and down clapping her hands.

Seeing this, the drum vendor gave a drum to her and asked her to play a piece. Lizzy was overjoyed. She took the drum in wonder and played one of the rhythms she had been practicing on her table. She played with such passion that the drum vendor and everyone who listened were filled with awe. When she finished, there were cheers and a long round of applaus.

Drummer Girl (Picture from HERE)

Then, from behind the crowd, her parents came forward and embraced her in amazement. They told her, “you play like a professional! We are sorry we denied you your dream. Now on, we think you should pursue your dream.” Lizzy’s eyes welled up hearing this.

The drum vendor told her, “Lizzy, you have real talent. Keep that drum and practice every day. I will come back next year to listen to you.” Lizzy couldn’t believe her ears! That day onward, she practiced every day on her drum and went on to become one of the best drummers in the land. Next year when the drum vendor revisited her village, she was already known as ‘The Drummer Girl’.

Parking and Patriarchy: a strange relationship

Almost always, my neighbor’s bike is parked in the garage in a haphazard fashion. It is because he has got the bike as part of his dowry. Because he hasn’t earned the bike, he does not respect or take care of his bike. Because he got his bike along with his wife, he thinks the same about others too! He never respects other neighbours’ or my bike. He carelessly hits and scratches others' bikes, parks carelessly so that other bikes have no space left and so on.

What’s unfortunate about this dowry-induced lack of respect for others’ property is that it is passed down the generations. Now, my neighbour’s 6 year old son has a small cycle. He parks it exactly the same way as his father. He scratches our bikes the same way as his father. The six year old will grow up and may ask for a dowry. He may get a car along with a wife (because girls’ parents lack a spine). He will park it carelessly and encroach into others’ spaces. He will scratch others’ bikes, cars and self-respect.

This is the story of one manner in which patriarchy continues to live on in this country.

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