The Buddha at Home
Beggars can’t be choosers. During COVID times, most kids couldn’t go down to play. They played in smaller groups indoors, but even that was constrained by the choice of the parents – whose house the kid allowed to go (or come from) was determined by the parents’ perception of how “cautious” that household was. Under these constraints, a 5 yo girl upstairs ended up as one of the occasional playmates of my then 9/10 yo daughter. The age difference though proved insurmountable – but my wife grew a liking for that kid, so she’d often come to be with my wife! (Anyone is better than one’s own parent. Even an adult in COVID times apparently). The 5 yo’s parents were very grateful - if we thought having a 9/10 yo indoors all the time was torture (for all of us), it must have been worse for the parents of that 5 yo girl. The father was a chef at a hotel, so they’d send the occasional homemade pizza. As the instances of such yummy food increased, my wife began to feel awkwar...