Fun with Kids, PARENTING, Tanzania, East Africa


Rima Desai


The chase of the morning to night routines is going to soon some relief for us moms in USA. Unlike India, schools end here by almost June, last week of May. Summer holidays begin in June through August 1st week. Before being a parent, summer, winter or rain – seasons did not matter as much, neither did holidays. I was a stay at home because I had no work permit for a long time. Becoming a mother however is a SPIRITUAL JOURNEY in itself. There is so much of me that I have had to adapt, change, learn, grow and force to be out of my comfort zone. Now, while writing this article, my eyes are heavy, itchy, sleepy,  back hurting, my body is craving to rest but my mind wants some liberation by writing this article. I love to express myself through written words and so being a mom is a constant act of PRIORITIZING and ORGANIZING and MANAGING. We are executive leaders of our household and much more!

So summers matter so much more now than before. We moved to USA when she was 1.7 months and it was a huge culture shock for her and I since social life in Arizona is nil, it is a dull world! No people on the road, ghostly streets at night or day and more.. The point is that I was forced to do activities with her, for her within extremely tight budgets to keep her from loneliness, depression and to increase her love for socializing with others. I started doing small activities at home by calling friends and their kids over. We did learning projects, rhymes, songs, presentations with toddlers!!! Over time a small seed became a plant. A day came when I started running my summer camps from Home!

I started with ONE WEEK ONLY in mind as a try out. My heart was pounding, mind racing with anxiety – “what will I do, how will I do it? How will I make sure that kids are engaged for 8 hours in a day and that they go back happy? How will I manage house cleaning and cooking after and then prepare art and others activities for the next day?” But God had my back. It was sure a lot of work, beyond what I can explain, sleepless nights, tired body but very enriching experience to challenge myself with very creative ideas to keep kids engaged. That one week stretched into 8 weeks of summer camp because parents asked for more and more!

Finally, that plant grew into a TREE! Summer, Winter, Fall and Spring Camps full of creative art, sports, academic and fun projects and ideas. Keeping boys and girls engaged for 400 hours every summer and 40 to 100 hours every Fall and Winter became my passion. More than what I achieved, my daughter learnt to WELCOME other children and parents in our home. She learnt to ADAPT to different personalities, problem solving bad behavior or coping up with difficult children behaviors and sharing her toys. Many a times her toys have been broken, many a times! She has cried but she has learnt to LET GO, to SHARE and also to set boundaries where her favorite toys on her own special table may not be touched. She has learnt to HELP Me organize, stay awake till late, hustle early morning to prepare for this art, that game, and so on. She has created her own ideas and games from these experiences and Thanked me a zillion times to be teach her and be there with her in the summers. She feels proud to tell her friends that mom organizes camp and so am I when I look back.I remember the days when I have been so tired from my thyroid, when my in laws would be living with me while I do the camp, when I had other problems but the camp kept me going or I kept the camp going whichever is true, the fact is that it has taught me to grow as a parent and has given my daughter immense learnings at a young age.

There were also times when I could give her NO TIME in summer because I had to manage money, parents, marketing, organizing for the camp but she has also learnt from it that mom is not always going to be around and she must cope with that sense of loneliness and create her own self-support.I write this to INSPIRE those Moms who feel that they have hit a dead end in life or career or that there is a lack of opportunities. We must create our own opportunities and thousands of women have proven that to us on this planet.

I did not have anyone’s support but rather enough criticism from my family members on HOW IT WOULD NOT WORK. I also did not have financial backing, we had lots thousands of dollars in the last few years. But all we need is courage and faith in our heart and anything is truly possible. By now I have run more than 30 weeks of camps. . and I know that there are many more success stories out there in the world.What is everyone doing for the summer or has done this summer? For a change, I am taking a short break this June from my camp. We are going to Central Africa to see Dhreya’s Granddad and the wildlife there.

I have done the SERENGETI WILDLIFE RESERVE 4 times already. 44,000 sq. kms. of land and millions of animals. We have seen them hunt, become preys, migrate like they were army men and seen lionesses silently walk from the side of our jeeps. My daughter lived the 1st year of her life in that beautiful place and it is time for her to revisit it and meet the loving people and animals of Tanzania. This will be her FIRST AFRICAN SAFARI in the wildlife and I am so excited! Thereafter in July I hold my summer camp for July as every year’s ritual.

Summer is my favorite time with her.What are you all upto for this summer? One of the things I love doing with her is making art projects out of our outings, have done for her birthdays so far but not with travel as much in detail.. This time I plan to have her research on Tanzania before we reach there, so that she already has a curious mind and some valuable details about the land, people, etc…

I am thinking that I am sure there are other parents that do similar stuff with their kiddos… isn’t parenting fun even admist all the stressful life? My life is pretty demanding but she really makes me come alive!! How lucky are we to have our kids? Parenting is a SPIRITUAL JOURNEY after all…

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Parent of the month: Feb 2015, Part II


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“When the going gets tough, the tough get going”. Our parent today is an exemplary hero who adds breath to this proverb. Wading through the worst tides of life at an early phase of parenting, he was convinced that nothing took precedence over the well-being of his children.

Let us welcome Mr. Pradip Unadkat on our platform today as we celebrate his 59th Birthday on Feb. 27

Mr. Unadkat was born in Geita city of Tanzania country, East Africa. He grew up in Katunguru but the lack of finances refrained his education. With a stone on his heart, he began traveling to Mwanza daily to fetch money through work. Later he moved there permanently. At the age where other teens were talking fun and style, Mr. Unadkat had started full time work and with his blood and sweat, he built his business.


Wishing you many more years of great health and happiness from Parenting Booth


A message from his son: Vineet Unadkat

My mother fell ill when we were very young. I was 8 years and my sister was 4 when she passed away. It was the darkest phase of our lives. Only someone who has lost a life-partner and a mother that early can understand the pain we all went through. Now that I am a parent, I can understand with more depth how dad must have endured the situation. I still remember the things he would do to make us happy. He did everything to ensure we don’t miss mom.

In fact, dad wanted to remain single but he realized that we both needed the love and care of a mother. Hence, for us, he remarried. This was very helpful to us because mom helped us learn moral values, be well mannered and she gave us the strength to fight against all odds. I can’t imagine growing up without her! Both Chandni and me are here today with mom’s unconditional love and support for all of us. Thank You dad for taking that step for us!

Dad also had to go through considerable financial hardships. Several nights he stayed up late to complete his work so that he could get his share of money to send us to school. It was only through his dedicated hard work that we completed our studies.

To fetch me a brighter future, he had to send me to another city for school and college studies. I was 15. This was the toughest decision on dad. Having lost his first wife, and then sending me away for studies was like another hollow at home but dad was tough as a rock. He knew he had to do whatever was needed for my progress. I lived with my uncle. It was only later that I realized dad and my mom had a play in large part to keeping up with my studies. For years, dad and mom sent several items to Uncle, including Pickles they made and Papad (thin, crispy lentil tortillas), in a way to repay what they owe.

If you know the Indian culture, pickles and papad are a very important part of our daily meals and hence considered a good trade. Making either of them is a tedious task.


Special Qualities of Dad:

  1. Dad is the most helpful and generous person I know. He has dedicated his life to helping and serving others. He has helped several people in small and big ways. Mwanza is a closely-knit Indian community. Dad is one of the strongest pillars for others during their personal and during community’s cultural events. He attends to the guests, helps in serving food, and is also there to volunteer during medical trips or emergencies. Several times dad has left behind his work to help and serve others.
  2. Even though dad’s position was not financially strong to get my sister and me through our studies, he worked a lot more and ensured we complete our education. No words can express my gratitude for it.
  3. Dad is extremely forgiving by nature. Even if someone was mean, rude or did something very wrong, yet he would forget, forgive, and be helpful to that person.

“Dad from you I have learnt to be Patient. You have taught me that we will always get what we deserve and that everyone has to pay the price of his or her Karmas. Hence, I learnt from you to do good to others no matter what they do to me and as a result, ‘goodness’ will come back to me. I have applied this principle in my life and seen it work. You are amazing dad. I love you and I am proud to be your son! I am thankful to You and Mom for everything that you’ll have done for us.

A message from his daughter: Chandni Unadkat

When I was done with my school, I wanted to work but during those times, in my family girls weren’t allowed to work. Unlike other dads, my dad stood up for me, against the social norm and allowed me to work. He gave me the strength and became the biggest support of my life. In fact, due to dad’s support, I was able to contribute to the family in times of need, esp. when my brother was still struggling and trying to settle in USA. Every step of the way, my Dad has supported me, whether in my job or with the choice of my life partner. I was 4 when my mum passed away of cancer. These were the darkest days of dad’s life. Dad’s decision to remarry was tough for him but he did it selflessly, just for us. Being a girl and so young, he did not want me to be without a mother and because of that I feel my dad is a Hero. I love you Dad. You are my Hero, my best friend and God’s gift to me! I am blessed to have such wonderful parents in my life. Mom and You make our lives complete.”

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