day care blues

my mother used to make us sleep every afternoon. when we woke up, there was a wild run, and then a lot of play. Swing, toys, dogs, and muds. By the time we got back, we had to take a bath, and then we watched Nepal TV.

This was the early 1990s. Now, most of the toddlers go to this ridiculously expensive institute called Day-Care. This in Kathmandu, is usually called Pre-School, and it’s a new fad among those with too much money and too little time to spend with their kids.

I mean, why would a toddler, need to learn ABC… and for the sake of twisted analogy and broken brains, why do you have tuition to a 3 year old? A nuisance beyond my imagination, and it bugs me, now and then. Plus, the mother to this child is a housemother, with her focus diverted to something very interesting, the Hindi Soap-Operas (available in all television near you)

I know person with their 26 month girl in a pre-school, and on top of that, this little girl also has a tuition to learn the alphabets. Pisses me off to realize that they are not the only parents here in Kathmandu doing that. The number of middle class parents, with working mom and dad are increasing, and by all means it’s a good thing. But the child so young, made to study so soon?? Doesn’t it count as Human Baby Right crisis or something?

On a brighter note – I recently heard that the price of admission on a day care center in developed countries in west is as much as 1000 USD. Gives me lot of good ideas on beginning a entrepreneurial venture to start this in Nepal.

P.S. – Where is the fun in studying. A child should taken seriously only after grade eight. I guess preparation for SLC in Nepal is a must. That’s when I was taken seriously, by my parents. For now, let the child play more.


Published by prashant

adhere and assimilate. pursuing public health.