I have written before about why I am uncomfortable with children being left entirely in the care of maids. Once again, I reiterate that I know that many people don't have a choice, but yet, I have to stress that leaving kids with maids calls for far more monitoring than is currently done, from what I see.
Here's another incident. Puttachi's friend K was visiting, and both of them went to the park to play. There, a child X, of the same age as Puttachi's came out to play, accompanied by her maid. Puttachi and K were on the swings, and the child apparently wanted to play on the swing too, and there are only two swings..
So the maid came over to Puttachi and said, "Your father is calling, Go go." Puttachi, with her newfound street-smartness, said, "No, I can't hear anybody, I won't go." But K got up and said, "Let me go and look." The moment K got up, the maid caught hold of the empty swing, and the other child came running and sat on it, and both of them laughed and laughed at K.
K felt sad, and Puttachi felt sorry for K. So she also got off her swing, and they went to play the seesaw. No sooner did they sit on the seesaw than X said she wanted the seesaw. So the maid came over again, and said, "Really Puttachi, your father is calling." Puttachi refused to believe her, but K again said she would go and see if it was true. Puttachi asked her not to go, but K got off. Sure enough, the maid came running, caught the other end of the seesaw and tried to get X to sit on that end. But Puttachi was angry, and she sat down hard so that the other end of the seesaw was up in the air and wouldn't come down low enough for X to sit on. Meanwhile, K came back, confirming that indeed, nobody was calling for Puttachi.
So this maid lied to and cheated another child to get X to play whatever she wanted. So what is X learning? I have already noticed a sense of entitlement in that child. Added to it, she is being told that cheating to get your way is okay.
Puttachi told me, "Can you believe that that aunty did this, Amma? When you want something, you have to ask politely. I would have given her my swing in a while if she had asked me. Instead of that she lied to us."
I'm troubled by this.
Here's another incident. Puttachi's friend K was visiting, and both of them went to the park to play. There, a child X, of the same age as Puttachi's came out to play, accompanied by her maid. Puttachi and K were on the swings, and the child apparently wanted to play on the swing too, and there are only two swings..
So the maid came over to Puttachi and said, "Your father is calling, Go go." Puttachi, with her newfound street-smartness, said, "No, I can't hear anybody, I won't go." But K got up and said, "Let me go and look." The moment K got up, the maid caught hold of the empty swing, and the other child came running and sat on it, and both of them laughed and laughed at K.
K felt sad, and Puttachi felt sorry for K. So she also got off her swing, and they went to play the seesaw. No sooner did they sit on the seesaw than X said she wanted the seesaw. So the maid came over again, and said, "Really Puttachi, your father is calling." Puttachi refused to believe her, but K again said she would go and see if it was true. Puttachi asked her not to go, but K got off. Sure enough, the maid came running, caught the other end of the seesaw and tried to get X to sit on that end. But Puttachi was angry, and she sat down hard so that the other end of the seesaw was up in the air and wouldn't come down low enough for X to sit on. Meanwhile, K came back, confirming that indeed, nobody was calling for Puttachi.
So this maid lied to and cheated another child to get X to play whatever she wanted. So what is X learning? I have already noticed a sense of entitlement in that child. Added to it, she is being told that cheating to get your way is okay.
Puttachi told me, "Can you believe that that aunty did this, Amma? When you want something, you have to ask politely. I would have given her my swing in a while if she had asked me. Instead of that she lied to us."
I'm troubled by this.