Uhke

Eile õhtul olin ma nii õnnelik!

Ma tean, kui hoolitsev härra Tiiger on. Ja kui kuulsin eile, et kui ta oli kahekesi T-ga, kes tundis ennast halvasti, tegi ta endale ise hommikul võileiva ja läks pani T-le teki peale ja lasi tal magada, siis käis suur soe jutt mu südamest läbi...
Ja kui ta õhtul oma mänguasju koristas ja samal ajal õpetas T-d, et asjadel on oma koht, käis teine soe jutt läbi!
Ja lõpuks, kui härra tuli õhtul kaissu ja rääkis, kuidas ta hakkab minu järgi igatsema, kui on T juures... Kuidas see aeg tundub nii pikk... See tähendas palju. Seda on raske seletada, aga kui viimased 2 aastat on olukord olnud vastupidine, siis... Siis see on minu jaoks kõik.

2017

Sellel aastal on mitu tähtsat sündmust olnud:
 - R täht hakkas tulema logopeedi abiga (aasta algus)
 - esimene hammas tuli ära (mais)
 - Andu oskab lugeda! (mai/juuni) ja loeb ise endale õhtujuttu
 - Andu kirjutas emmele lasteaias esimese kirja! (Kiri emmele:)). Andu kirjutas issile esimese kirja (Mänkuasia on vaia). Andu kirjutab emmele skypes (KALI.      MUSIRULU.         EMELE  ANDU LT).

Kuidas mul küll nii andekas laps on! :)

A, ma olen õnnelik, et Sa oled minu elus!

"emme, mulle meeldib olla sinu ilmas!"

selle suve märksõnad

 - lutihaldjas käis külas ja viis lutid ära. Asemele tulid patareidega rongid.
 - Andu laulab, rongisõidu laulu ja põdra maja laulu ja wheels on the bus laulu ka. Lisaks tuhandes versioonis enda laulukesi.
 - härra aitab lauda katta ja koristab aina harjaga tube ja käib kiisuga Peipsi ääres õues ja aitab vett kaevust pumbata.
 - härra teine nimi on endiselt eitaha, millele vahel lisandub ka eitee. Järelemõtlemise nurgake on nende viimase puhul tõhus abimees.
 - negativism, must-valge mõtlemine, mittemidagi teha tahtmine, asjade löömine, meelega tegemine - see ootab meid 100 korda suuremana ees, kui õige teismeliseiga algab.
 - muidu on tegu lobamokast-küsimuste esitajast härra kirglikuga, kes tuhandeid kordi päeva jooksul musi-kalli tahab teha ja teiste nina endale suhu pista.
 - kui keegi võõras härraga juttu alustab, küsides näiteks, et kuidas sul läheb, siis Andu vastab alati küsimusega vastu, ala "miks see linnuke sinna põõsasse oli kinni jäänud?"
 - küsimusele "mis su nimi on", vastatakse "eitaha nime olla".
 - võttis esimest korda kasutusel sõna "armastama". Aga ei, ei armasta emmet ega issit, vaid hoopis morssi.
 - lemmikmarjad on punased sõstrad. Kuigi ka vaarikaid, maasikaid, mustikaid, metsmaasikaid ja ploome võib vabalt mitu korda päevas suure portsu sisse süüa.
 - härra huvitub väga kirikutest ja kelladest. Noh, sest kirikutes on kellad, mis pimm-pomm teevad, osade kirikute küljes on ka kell, mis tikk-takk teeb. Ja üldse, kella töö on ikka väga paeluv. Härra palus endale ka Bratislavasse magamistuppa kell hankida. Ning väike kirikuhuviline teatab õues jalutades ja kirikutorni nähes alati, et tema tahaks ikka väga sinna kiriku juurde minna kella vaatama.
 - teine lemmik on rongid. Magnetiga rongid ja konksuga rongid, patareiga sõitvad ja ise sõidutatavad. Rongide kokkupõrked ja rongi avariid ja rongid töötamas kuskile ära peidetuna ning rongid tunnelitest läbi sõitmas. Kuigi bussid ja trammid on ka endiselt ägedad.
 - õhtul 7-8 on härral jooksuaeg. Siis tema lippab kas ringi ümber Õismäe tiigi või ringi Peipsi ääres või Põltsamaal. Lihtsalt jooksebki, koguaeg, järjest. Ja rippumas käib ka. Varsti ma arvan, hakkab kätekõverdusi ka juurde tegema.
 - Bratislavas on härral jooksuratas, mille käitlemise ta juunis paari minutiga selgeks sai. Ja oi kui tore on sellega joosta, ema peab ainult järel jooksma.

experiences from Bratislava

This post I have wanted to write already long time. Just to remember what I (or we) have experienced while living in Bratislava. Mostly it's my experiences as a mother living in another country, but perhaps something else as well? Lets see.
Basically, as in every country, you will experience lot's of negatives and lot's of positives. They will give the country it's own face, personality, attitude, feeling. It is never just good or bad, it is a range of colours - some days they are more of a blue and some days more of a yellow.
I don't know if my experiences differ from experiences felt by tourists. Perhaps from some point of view, but I cannot really say that I have been integrated. I probably haven't really wanted to integrate and then it hasn't been also easy to integrate. Is it ever?
So here we go. I'll start with positives.
Number one is definetely the sun. I hope that all slovaks know how lucky they are to see the sun so often! To have beautiful weather so often! It has been really wonderful to live in Slovakia with a small child - to go pramming (kocikovat?) every day or to go to the playgrounds. In my first year (and in our son's first year of life) we had to go out up to 4 times per day - as one little baby refused to sleep in his bed and slept only in the pram. I was sitting hours and hours outside, reading books in the warm sun or searching for the shadow during heat waves. Summer months can unfortunately get too warm, it can be up to 40 degrees for days and weeks. This is definetely hard to experience as the flats and houses heat up to 28 degrees, which makes it hard to cook and sleep in there.
Number two is the people and their attitude towards children. Usually once or twice every single day we are greeted by some strangers during our walks outside, who will talk to my son, praise him or compliment him and smile to us. People like children! I am used to smile to strangers in here, to tell them hello or goodbye or exchange some small talk. I could probably spend much more time talking with random people outside, if I could talk to them in slovak (as most of them don't speak English, most likely none of them speaks Estonian and most of them run fast when I start a conversation in English).
Thirdly I think Bratislava is quite child-friendly city. You have lots of nice playgrounds, big and small, many events made for kids, many inside playgrounds for free or for small fee to enter, ice-cream kiosks during summertime, children can travel free of charge until the age of 5, etc. And I really appreciate the drivers of public transport, who always wait for us when we are too slow or running from a distance. In Estonia drivers like to close the doors in front of you if you are too slow - so this is a nice change! And sellers often give to my son an apple, apricot, strawberry, pieces of salami or pack of candies for free in the markets.
Going to negatives now. First thing everybody will notice in Bratislava is how dirty it is. And really, Tallinn is also dirty, but I think and hope that not so much! There is trash everywhere - really everywhere! Under the trees, bushes, on the streets... Wherever I am walking (and I do walk a lot), it just makes me sad! And angry as well. Why is it so hard to put the leftovers of food and bottles, cans, plastic bags, cigarettes etc to the trashbin? All the garbage outside is just disgusting. And even more - is it really so hard to clean after dogs? Basically we have to jump over the dog poo-s or walk with circles on the streets. They are left everywhere, and really not just to the grass (which is full of the shit), but the streets as well. Doesn't it disturb others or is it ok to just walk inside the shits for Slovaks?
Second thing is the traffic culture. Or more precisely missing traffic culture. I really wonder for whom in Bratislava Zebra crossing places are made, as no car ever lets you to cross there! Even more, they can give a signal to you or as today, almost hit you while you are crossing the road in Zebra. No matter if you go there with the pram, with small toddler, in the daylight or in the evening. How is it possible that normal people turn into some kind of madmen while driving the cars? And not only the Zebra - people really don't care about the traffic lights as well. Several times we have started to cross the road with a green light in pedestrian traffic light and some crazy person has drove through the obviously red traffic light! So no matter what light is on, you can go only when the cars are actually already standing still. And then you have to run fast, as the light will be green for you about 3 seconds and then thats it. Even if I walk fast, I don't manage to cross the road with green light! But if I walk with a child, I just have to grab him, hope that we will survive and run to the other side. Not positive at all!
Third thing, and most difficult for me to get used to, is the playground culture and the way the people seem to raise their children. Most of the kids we meet in playgrounds and playcorners have no limits, no boundaries. They can do whatever they want, unless someone is crying and it draws the parent's attention. Parents are usually sitting somewhere together, chatting with each other and paying no attention to the kids. Which means that 90% of the time I have trouble with Slovak kids - either they are taking toys from my child's hand without asking for that, or they are violent, or they even go to have a look inside my personal belongings in search for some toy to play with - and their parents do nothing about it. As if children have a right to behave however they want with nobody telling them what is right and what is wrong. I understand that children have to learn about sharing, but definetely not in the way that the biggest ones and most agressive ones just come and take (using often violence to get it) or just get their wanting with screaming louder. Sometimes parents are kind enough to ask to borrow the toys, but many times not. The same goes for agressive behaviour amongst kids - as parents are somewhere far and dealing with their own things (often the thing is their telephone), the kids are hitting, punching, scratching etc each other and it is a normality I see here (for what grown-ups dont intervene). Which unfortunately is a normality from adults as well - to hit or slap the child, to shake the child or to otherwise use physical abuse. It is really sad thing to see.
It is also pity that many people are afraid to communicate in English and many don't speak any foreign language at all. TV channels are all translated to Slovak (or Czech), for example within some 100 international channels we have at home just 3 are left in English (which makes it very hard to even learn English for people, I think). Many people are not used to hear it and even if they can speak it, they rather not. So it is hard to make a basic conversation with them, harder to find slovak friends. Even in the city centre there are many restaurants where you might get served only in slovak (or in body language).
Which brings me to the serving culture. Whoaa, that is really something. Basically in Slovakia if you are sitting in any counter as a customer service, you are the king, the big boss! You can be as slow as you want, as rude as you want and make your own rules! And people are cueueing, humbly asking you to help them or do something for them. It is still in many ways like it was during Soviet Union (not that I remember much of it). I have been yelled at in a foodstore as I forgot to scale my grapes. I have heard horror stories about cueues in post offices and train stations and the rudeness of the workers in there. I have been cueueing 30 minutes to enter the open air pool, where only one ticket seller was working in the speed of the snail, really. Of course bank cards are not acceptable in many of those places and you might get into trouble for not having a precise money. And I understand that the most terrible place to go is the foreign (alien) police (where all foreigners have to go if staying here longer than 2 weeks). Foreigners from other member states are sitting there humbly for hours waiting for their turn, filling out application for temporary or permanent residence permit (in slovak ofcourse), then they are treated as they have come here to steal away all slovak money and the funniest is that workers there speak mostly only slovak! The national facility dealing with internationals is not capable to use foreign languages. But wait only until once I will write about giving birth in Slovakia - have heard many stories about it and really want to share it once!
Some positive for a change - the cost of a meal is quite cheap. It is very popular to eat outside, lunch or dinner and you can get a meal consisting soup, main course, dessert and drink for 3-4 euros! There are lots of pubs in the city, the food is often big and delicious (and fatty) and luckily slovakia has forbidded smoking inside the pubs (unless it's a special area), which gives them a big plus in front of Czech Republic (where you are still eating from an ashtray basically). And the beer is very cheap - cheaper than coke or juice or even water. It is not considered as alcoholic drink (by many people) so it is normal to have it next to lunch during working hours.
And the last for today's post - if you are working in Slovakia and getting ill (taking a sick-leave), then your workplace or social services can come and control that you are staying at home! I couldn't believe it when I heard it but apparently you can ask your doctor to give you sickleave with outing (which gives you the right to be outside from 8-10 am and 4-6 pm usually) or no outing at all. So they have some special people in workplaces who go and check that the employees are really sick and staying at home (not having parties and taking sunbaths I guess). And I really wonder how doctors feel about it - when they have basically diagnosed the person to be sick then seems that they cannot be trusted as well. I think that describes in general the mentality of majority - people are in some ways so controlled or have to obey (to the big boss in the workplace or to the big boss in the train station), which makes them of course quite rebellious and searching for alternatives (or one might say cheating). You cannot have an honest loyal citizen if you treat him with rude distrust. You cannot have a positive and motivated environment if you don't give support and care. That's what I think.

vestlused

käivad enamjaolt küsimuste vormis ning võivad olla järgmised:

 - kuhu see tramm/buss/trollibuss sõidab?
 - miks putukas tuppa on tulnud?
 - miks pilved on taevas?
 - miks vihma sajab?
 - miks lepatriinu on punane?
 - miks issi tööle läheb?
 - millega emme raamatukokku läheb?
 - miks Praha kaugel on?
 - mis me täna sööme/teeme?
 - miks Andu ei tahtnud mänguväljakul olla?
 - kuhu linnuke/lennuk lendab?
 - kuhu onu/tädi läheb?
 - miks tita nutab?

või järgmised:
 - ema: sõidame sinna, kus linn on
 - Andu: mis lind?

 ema paneb endale lõhnaõli peale ja Andu kommenteerib:
 - Andu: emme õitseb!
 - ema: lilled õitsevad, ema lõhnab
 - Andu: emme õitseb!

 - ema: mis sa teed?
 - Andu: ampsutan emmet!

 - kui Andu suureks saab, siis Andu joob koka koolat/sööb shokolaadi/käib üksinda jalutamas/läheb üksinda trammi peale.

või hoopis negatiivsust väljendavad:
 - ei taha, et poiss/tita mu mänguasju võtaks/vaataks!
 - Andu tahab poisile otsa kõndida/sõita!
 - Andu tahab poisile/tüdrukule haiget teha!
 - Andu tahab mänguasja katki teha!
 - Andu tahab, et hambad läheksid katki/paljalt õue minna/et emme läheks üksinda magama/et emme läheks üksinda sööma/et emme peseks üksinda käed ära/et emme läheks üksinda õue.

aatäh :)

Jõudis ka meie elamisse kätte aeg, mil tähtsusetu sõna "aitäh" majapidamisse sigines! Tegelikult lausa paar päeva tagasi ja no küll ma olin uhke, kui seda sõna esmakordselt kuulsin! Olen seda lisatoidu andmisest saadik öelnud härrat söögitoolist eemaldates - A ütleb aitäh. Ja nüüd siis ütleski!
Muidugi, kui kõik olulisemad sõnad suus on, siis võib ju ka muud sõnad ära õppida. Kõik eritüüpi masinad ju selged...:)
Ning mis eriti tore, vahel suudab ta täiesti arusaadavalt ennast mulle väljendada olulistel teemadel! No tambai, buss, põka ja kombain sada korda päevas pole minu jaoks eriti oluline vestlus. Aga täna peale vanni ütles näiteks kilm (külm), kui läksime jahedasse magamistuppa! Ja söögi kohta ütles laua taga kuum - mina siis tõttasin söögikausiga akna alla seda jahutama! Aga mis häda tõtata, kui laps ennast väljendab!
Küll oleks tore, kui pissimise kohta ka ükskord mõni sõna tuleks, mitte ei peaks me endiselt M.Jacksoni jalgevahe hüpitamise liigutuse peale jooksma. Õues paksu jopega on sellest veel eriliselt keeruline aru saada.

Aga lisaks toredatele sõnadele oli täna selline rõõmus päev, mil A otsustas, et tema enam lõunauinakut ei vaja! See on üks ajaraisk, seal voodis lihtsalt lebada. Järjekindlad ema ja isa ei andnud järgi - kõigepealt pidi vaene laps emaga pool tunnikest seal vedelema, siis tulime teise tuppa tagasi mängima. Poole tunni pärast uuesti, aga siis juba keelduti minemast. Isa meelitas mingite videote näitamisega telefonist, aga kui video läbi, oli laps plaksti suures toas. Lõpuks oli kell 3 ning oioioi milline üliergas pahurus meiega koos oli! Kilked, karjed, jonn. Palusin härdalt isa, et ta võtaks lapse endaga tööle kaasa, aga ta keeldus. Varem on ta tahtnud härrat küll tööle viia, kuna väike laps on ju "pussymagnet", kui nii öelda. Täna ta arvas, et sellises seisus härral oleks suure tõenäosusega vastupidine efekt:P
Nii et võtsime hoopis välja vankri, mis pole vist kuu aega vähemalt õues käinud. Ning läksime õue oma peaaegu kahest uinutama. Noh, isa saatsime trammi peale ja tööle ning minu ülesandeks jäi siis uinutamine. Peale mitmeid vestluste algatusi teemadel "buss", "tambai" ning "põka", mis ei pälvinud minu poolt mingeid reageeringuid, mõistis härra, et mul on tõsi taga. Ning ehk 15 minutit võttis tal uinumine aega? Kell 4, pärastlõunal siis oli lõpptulemus käes.
Ning ööunne minnes tähendas see väike nali emale 1 tundi näperdamist. Ma olin valmis hullemaks, kuigi üks tund järjepidevat näperdamist on ka päris karm.
Homme on igatahes nii, et isa läheb lapse ja vankriga kell 1 õue. Ja tehku nad seal mis teevad, aga kella 3-ni nad seal viibivad ning loodetavasti üks ka selle aja sees magab!
Ma kardan kõige rohkem, et kui tõesti härrale nüüdsest tundub, et talle enam polegi lõunaund vaja, siis mina seda üle ei ela. Sõna otseses mõttes - 7 hommikul kuni 8.30 õhtul - see pole mulle võimetekohane. Loodame siiski, et härra mõtleb ümber!
Ja tõesti, me ju viime teda kaks korda päevas õue värske õhu kätte, kus ta ise peab kõndima pikki tiire - kuidas ometi laps väsinud pole?