Tiny Teachers

I love watching little kids, since they’re tiny tutorials, just in diapers.

I was on a packed train not in the best of moods, when an elderly woman got on…a grandmother type…with a little boy, no more than 3.

He had on shorts and a T-shirt with a bright blue sailboat on it, pint-sized sandals gracing his feet.

The first thing he does is turn around in his seat, looking out the window giggling at a train, whooshing by.  Granny pats his leg while whispering in his ear, so now he’s seated properly, banging his legs to a tune he can only hear.  She wraps her hands around his chubby ankles forcing them to stop, giving him a bag with what looks like, Cherrios, he starts to eat, smiling the whole time.

Lesson number 1…live in the moment.

Lesson number 2…listen to music, even if it’s only in your head.

Lesson number 3…have cereal, all day long.

And after a few good mouthfuls, he takes the rest of the bag, tosses what’s left into the air, laughing hysterically.

Lesson number 4…always remember, life’s, a cabaret.  🙂  



About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
This entry was posted in food, humor, kids, Love, New York City and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

27 Responses to Tiny Teachers

  1. sweet7218 says:

    useful lesson😀

    Liked by 1 person

  2. micklively says:

    There’s an adage that says the only virtue worth a damn is innocence and, once you’ve lost that, you’re buggered (or words to that effect).
    I only hope the next generation can make a better job of stewarding this world than we have.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. They are a whole education in themselves, that’s for sure. I enjoyed my time teaching kindergarten, even though it was exhausting sometimes. I can just picture this little boy, I’m glad he brightened up your day.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, my grandson, just turned three, and his parents are living with us temporarily. He just brightens up the day. We have a special bond and I could listen to, play with, and watch him all day.

    Liked by 2 people

    • Oh Skinny, that must be so grand, no pun intended. They are amazingly cute at that age. Innocent, curious and funny. I could have watched that kid all day. He was like a little Catskills comic, in shorts. 🙂


  5. I loved your light-hearted post with important life lessons. All sermons, whether secular or otherwise, should be so good!

    Liked by 2 people

  6. Someday I want to do all that.

    Liked by 2 people

  7. I imagine Grandma had a fit over that. I suppose I would have back when mine were that age. Now, I see that, perhaps, the answer is to let them fly, let them learn, and let them have some fun. That way, when they grow up, at least, they had some fun before life got…tiresome…and we had to learn to be kids all over again. My stroke has helped me with that. Life is precious and I try to enjoy more moments now, even if enjoy means sleeping…

    Liked by 2 people

  8. you gotta love little ones… they are so incredibly smart! Love my Little Man (who is about to turn 5!!) and my Little Miss who will turn 3 in October…. They grow so fast and you if you don’t pay attention you miss all the lessons they are teaching you.

    Liked by 2 people

  9. Throwing Cheerios in the air like just don’t care sounds like a solid plan to me.

    Liked by 2 people

  10. Gail Kaufman says:

    I love watching little kids in public. They are so funny. Hard to believe life was once that simple, when problems could be solved with a bag of Cheerios.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.