The kid’s club

Three children could not find a place to play

Ganesh, Jayanna, and Shankar live in a building called Sailaja Apartments. It has ten floors. However, there is no place for them to play. The only place where they can play is the staircase.

 Jayanna: I do not like the staircase. It is dark and dirty.

Ganesh: it is the best place to play. Come, I will show you how to have fun.

 The children take the lift to the top floor.

 Ganesh: come on, get busy! Everybody should ring a bell and run.

Jayanna: ring a bell? Why?

Ganesh: to see the fun! Come on, start running, or they will catch you.

 They press the doorbells of three flats and run sown the stairs. Six floors below, they stop to listen of the angry voices.

 I man: what is going on here?

II man: who rang the bell?

III man: wait till I catch you!

 Shankar: this is the best game I have ever played!

Ganesh: come on, let us do it again.

 For a whole week the children do it again and again. They do not get caught. Then one day, they ring the bell of a flat on the eighth floor.

 The door opens and a man comes out. The children run down the stairs. Ganesh slips and hurts his leg.

 Ganesh: oh, my leg, my leg!

Shankar: come on, get up, Ganesh.

The man is coming down.

 Ganesh: you run, I cannot move.

Jayanna: we will not leave you here.

The man catches up with them.

 Man: you naughty children! How can you disturb people like this? It is a very rude to do.

Then he bends over Ganesh and feels his leg gently.

Man: I do not think you have broken any bones. It is just a cut. Come with me. I will bandage it.

 The children follow the man into his flat.

Man: come in, children. I am Rama Rao. Let’s be friends. Call me uncle Ramu.

 Jayanna: we are sorry, uncle Ramu. But there is no place for us to play.

Ramu uncle: I have an idea. I have an extra room. We can have a kid’s club there. You kids can meet there and do whatever you like-expect rude things like ringing other people’s doorbells and running other people’s doorbells and running away!

Uncle Ramu smiles and pats Jayanna’s cheek.

You may have heard that your mind is like an iceberg, with 9/10 of it below the level that we can see. You may have heard that most people do not use 90% of their brain. You can learn to use your mind to its fullest potential and be creative.

Creativity means having the power of quality to express yourself in your own way. A creative person sees the world through fresh, new eyes and then uses what they see in original ways.

Take a good look at your physical surroundings. Everything, from this paper you are reading, to the chair on which you sit began as a thought in mind.

To create something, you desire, all you need is to imagine it and then begin the necessary activity to bring it into the physical.

All of us are influenced by all that is happening around us. Some of us simply accept what we see while some think deeply about it. By thinking, reasoning and working on an idea, we can create something.

You know how did Wright brothers invent the aero plane?

When young, they were playing with their toy glider. Seeing it fly gave them an idea.

How about making people fly in a glider?

Both of them started working on this idea. Initially, they failed but kept on trying and trying. Finally, they came up with the invention of the aero plane.

A curious mind

Sitting in the kitchen, James watched the kettle boiling. He heard the whistle as the steam from the boiling water was trying to escape from the lid and the spout. He watched with great interest. He saw that with the pressure of the steam the lid of the kettle began to shake.

His interest kept getting aroused. He began to think and realized that steam had force, power and could be put to some use.

When he grew up, he worked on this idea and finally invented the steam engine which works on the power of the steam and moves the train.

This creative boy was James Watt whose invention has become so useful to us.

We all cannot be great scientists or inventors but we can be inspired by them. We can, learn and be creative in our own ways.

Learning to use our creative mind is similar to developing any other skill-it takes patience, practice and perseverance.

Discover your creative mind and it will make you feel good about yourself.

When he discovered Ravi’s misdeeds he beat him soundly, and Ravi ran away from the house, determined over to return.

But return he did, not long after the incident; for he soon learned that his master had been a just and kind one and that he would not easily find another like him. He was received back into the family circle and trained to become a valet. Disciplined by Naresh’s stern training, Ravi learned to do a good job. But it was his own irresponsible good nature that made him one of the families. By the time he appeared on the scene he had already become well known to everyone who had ever stayed at Vishwa Bhavan. He soon became our favorite companion.

He was tiny, barely five feet tall, with a brisk walk. His mischievous ways set him apart from any grown-up we knew and we were mystified by the black hair which grew out of his ears. He would tell us the most amusing fashion impossible stories of his splendid imaginary past, of the days when he was known for his charity and when he would scatter basketfuls of fifteen –rupee notes to beggars in the streets. F we happened to come upon him at work, he would fling aside the shoes he was polishing or the clothes he was folding and start jumping about merrily making faces, until with tears of laughter streaming down our faces, we would beg him to stop.

`All this,’ he would say disdainfully pointing to his unfinished job, `is just to fill in time. Actually my work is to dance sing for little children.’

We never tired of the nonsensical yarns heralded to us and made him repeat them endlessly.  `Tell us about the time you were accused of stealing a watch,’ I would start.

`Stealing,’ he scoffed, `I who distributed alms to the poor and bathed in Ganges, accused of stealing?

Did not have enough gold watches to spare?

A man is as rich and famous as I naturally had many enemies.

Do you know I was arrested and sentenced to six month’s hanging?

Dully impressed, we shivered our sympathy.

To hang by the neck for six months: can you picture a more cruel fate for an innocent man?

We could not, even for a guilty man. `I could not even be certain that I would come out of that noose alive.’

We shook our heads, feeling the tension in our throats as he clasped his own imitation of the threatened noose.

`Of course, my influence cleared me of the charge. When the judge found out who I was, he released me at once.’

We have sighs of relief.

But’ barked Ravi making us jump, nobody can treat Ravi like that and get away with it.

Do you know what I did that judge?

`What? We echoed.

`Before I left the court,’ said Ravi, I took hold of that old judge and put his head right between his two ears.’

`Served him right too, said Babita with satisfaction.

`Every time he looks at himself in the mirror, he thinks of me,’ concluded Ravi grimly.