Take Divali to School in a Jiffy

A happy belated Divali, Dhanteras, Kali Chaudas, Bestu Varas, and Bhai Beej to you all!  I hope that you all enjoyed the holiday with your families.

I absolutely love Divali time because it brings back fond memories of my parents’ Divali poojas and parties.  The friends, family, food, and the warm glow of the divas were all magical.

Did you ever create rangolis like this?  Did you make one this year? 

 

As Indian American Toddler gets older, I want to share these special holidays with him too.  But with work and other obligations, I can’t go the full 9 yards like my parents did.

One easy way I found to celebrate Divali was to share activities and food with Indian American Toddler’s daycare class.

I know, I know, you’re thinking, “I barely have time to get through the normal workweek, let alone plan a big shindig for my kid’s class.”

But folks, this is easy peasy.  I promise.

STEP 1: Google “Divali pictures to color.”

STEP 2: Pick a picture, and underneath write a sentence or two about the significance of Divali.

Diwali activities for kids  by our kids  HAVE A HAPPY DIWALI

Here is the picture I used.

STEP 3: Print copies for the class or have the teacher make copies at school.  The kids can color the picture with crayons or markers.

STEP 4: Buy freeze dried mangos at Trader Joe’s.  Nut-free, prepackaged, no sugar added.  All the moms will love you.  They taste like candy so the kids will love you too.

Trader Joe's Freeze Dried Mango Unsweetened & Unsulfured 1.7oz

The freeze dried mango packets look like this.

STEP 5:  Play your air guitar.  You’re a rock star mom who just threw together a Divali celebration.

Now you may be thinking, “But Divali’s already passed.  Isn’t it too late to do this?”  Nope.  Unlike Christmas and Thanksgiving, most people don’t know the actual date of Divali, so it won’t seem untimely even if you celebrate it after the fact.  So what are you waiting for?  Plan your celebration today.

How did you celebrate Divali?  Can you share any tips with us other moms on how to pull together a celebration?

 

Happy Uttarayan (Makar Sankranti)!

Uttarayan, also called Makar Sankranti, is the festival of kites and is celebrated on January 14.  Some portions of south India celebrate it as Pongal, a harvest festival.  In a nutshell, Uttarayan is the day when the sun begins to travel northward and winter’s end approaches (check out this article that explains it).  In addition to flying kites, another Makar Sankranti tradition is to make ladus using tal (sesame seeds) or mamra (puffed rice) and gol (jaggery), and to hide coins inside them.

My favorite Makar Sankranti memory is of the only one that I spent in India.  My cousins, brother, and I (all between 6 and 10 years old at the time) snuck into the family storage room and got into the ladu container.  We broke open and ate most of the many ladus that our mothers had made for the family, pocketing the coins to spend on balloons from a street vendor and to rent bikes for the afternoon.


Generally, my family’s India visits took place in December, so even though we weren’t in India for any other Makar Sankrantis, we were able to experience early kite flying with my many cousins.  In Mumbai, where many people live in multistory apartment buildings, the kids all climb up to the building terraces and fly kites together in the afternoon and early evening.  Some even cut each other’s kites down using their kite strings, which were coated in very finely ground glass.  Only the older kids used this kind of string because it tends to cut into the fingers as well (ouch!).  The kids compete to see whose kite will stay up the longest without being cut down.  In the book The Kite Runner, the narrator describes the same kind of kite flying competition in Afghanistan.

Some of the kites I saw in India were really amazing.  Many were made from upcycled biscuit (cookie) wrappers and other waste materials.  I always felt like India was way ahead of the curve when it came to upcycling, recycling, and creating products from natural materials (Did you ever eat out of those disposable leaf plates?  How cool were those!).

In honor of Makar Sankranti, I’m posting this “how to make a kite” tutorial from TLC Family.  It doesn’t look like these kites can fly but would be a fun indoor activity to pass the dreary winter days and teach your kids about Makar Sankranti:

http://tlc.howstuffworks.com/family/paper-kites.htm

Did you celebrate Makar Sankranti when you were growing up?  What are your favorite memories?

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Baby’s First Navaratri Garba

Tonight I Am Dad, I Am Grandma (my mom), and I took I Am Baby to his first Navaratri garba.  I thought I’d do a post for all of you Indian American moms considering taking your babies to garba.

What Is Navaratri garba?
Navaratri is a Hindu festival whose name literally means “nine nights.”  This represents nine nights in which Hindus worship shakti mata – mother goddesses associated with strength.  Hindus from different regions of India celebrate this festival in different ways, but us Gujaratis celebrate with folk dances called garba and raas.

When we “do garba,” we dance in concentric circles around a shrine to goddesses such as Durga (goddess of strength), Lakshmi (goddess of wealth), or Saraswati (goddess of knowledge).  Garba involves rhythmic jumping and clapping  (great aerobic exercise!) to folk songs and music.  When we “do raas,” we clack pairs of dandiya (sticks) together rhythmically and dance with partners.  A poignant part of the celebration comes at the end, when young and old gather around the shrine to sing a devotional song/prayer called aarti.

Here is an example of garba. 

My Navaratri Garba Memories
I grew up going to Navaratri garbas in Southern California.  Typically held in college gymnasiums, these garbas were massive gatherings of Gujaratis from local communities.  I hated to dance (too self conscious) until I was about 13, so garbas meant dressing up in Indian clothes (a special skirt, blouse, and scarf called a chanya choli) and socializing with friends.  But when I became a teenager, suddenly something clicked, and I loved doing garba and raas.  I loved going to garba to dance, hear awesome music (Dholida, anyone?), and of course to scope out guys other than the regulars from my family’s social circle.  When I became “of marriageable age,” (in my parents’ eyes, my early 20s), garbas were also a place to meet and mingle with local Gujarati singles.  I also loved how I would run into people I knew years ago (e.g. the mother of my first-grade best friend, who I hadn’t seen in over a decade).

Now, I see Navaratri garba as part of our spiritual and cultural heritage as well as an opportunity to socialize with others in the Gujarati community.  Now that I Am Baby is becoming more social, we decided to introduce him to Navaratri garba.

Our Navaratri Garba Experience with Baby
Overall, I thought Navaratri garba was pretty baby-friendly, so long as one parent is willing to be on stroller duty.  Because it was very loud in the garba hall, I Am Dad took I Am Baby to the lobby area in the stroller and walked him around.  I Am Baby didn’t cry for the 10 minutes or so when he was in the garba hall, but I was worried that the loud noise would damage his ears (note to self: e-mail my pediatrician about this).

When we got to the garba, I was surprised to see this in the lobby of the gymnasium:
a girls’ chanya choli pop-up store

I Am Grandma and I stayed inside and did garba.  I Am Dad hung out with another Indian American dad who was also watching the kids while his wife got her garba on.

After awhile, we got tired of dancing, partly because the band wasn’t very good.  So we did what these people were doing:

A time-honored part of garba is sitting on the bleachers
and people-watching. It’s also a great chance to socialize,
if you can hear your friends over the loud music.

We left before the raas portion of the evening started, but not before participating in another Navaratri tradition – searching for our shoes in the huge pile of shoes outside the garba hall:

Luckily, I was wearing these mom-tastic Crocs and found mine right away. 
Did you go to Navaratri garba this season?  Do you celebrate Navaratri in other ways?  Please share in the comments section.
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The Fingerpaint Rangoli Debacle

So in this week’s post, I had planned to show you how to do a simple fingerpaint rangoli craft.  Out of homemade edible fingerpaint, no less.

First, some background.

Rangolis are intricate designs that women make on their floors or outside their doorways during Hindu festivals.  When I was growing up, every year my best friend and I created rangolis in the entryway of my parents’ house during Divali.  Divali will be here in a few weeks, and what better way to introduce my son to Divali than with a fun craft?

I had planned to adapt something like this:

 (photo credit: http://maplewoodlibraryprograms.blogspot.com/2011/07/rangoli-for-adults.html)

for I Am Baby, an infant, by dipping his fingers into the paint and helping him to stamp out a symmetrical design. (Yes, I’m trying to get my infant to do crafts.  No I’m not a tiger mom.). 

So, I cooked up the fingerpaints using this recipe.  It made a TON.  If you’re going to try this with one child, I’d recommend making a 1/4 batch.

I created some rich, saturated colors by using 1.5 tablespoons of edible fingerpaint base and several drops of food coloring.  I used an empty plastic egg carton to store the different paints, like so:

I even wiped out the egg carton with baby wipes so I Am Baby wouldn’t get salmonella.  (Because I knew I’d get the side-eye for making a baby do crafts.  I didn’t want to be a total pariah by getting him sick while doing crafts. While reusing an egg carton.  But at least I get points for recycling.).

I stripped I Am Baby down to his diaper, because I knew the food coloring would stain his clothes.  He grows so fast that he hasn’t “worn out” any of his clothes yet, so I didn’t have anything old to put him in.

So, we were all set to paint.  Then we hit the first obstacle.  The paint was too goopy and thick to adhere to the canvas that I had bought for the project.  So that went out the window.  Then I grabbed a piece of printer paper for him to paint on.

Second, my son can’t sit up yet (I know, I know.  There I was trying to make my son do crafts when we couldn’t even sit down to do them.  But stay with me here).  So I had to figure out how to get him to interact with the paint.  I finally put him on his belly and tried dipping his hand in the different colored paints and stamping them on a piece of computer paper.

He either didn’t get the concept or didn’t like having the paint on his hand.  At one point, he started crying when I put it on his hands.

Here’s what happened to the printer paper.  There was some painting and some chewing involved.  Oh, and sorry about the rudimentary Iammoms.com label.  I’m still working on my photo editing skills.

So, we cleaned up and decided to call it a day.

It was still a fun afternoon, and we got a lot of cute shots of I Am Baby with fingerpaint on his belly.  I hope that in a year or so, we can revisit this craft.

Have you had any art and craft debacles?  How are you planning to celebrate Divali?

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