| Tuesday, September 22, 2009 |
| KID TALK |
Imagine me sitting amongst a bunch of eight-year olds. That's hard enough and then this conversation ensues:
N: My tooth is going to fall out. (Demonstration for emphasis)
R: Wow! Oh, Didi (this to me) how many of your teeth have fallen out?
Me: (slightly bemused) Oh, I suppose all of them by now.
R: Really? Oh, show, show!
Me: (very bemused indeed, I launch into an explanation of how this whole teeth-thing works)
R: (stares) Her teeth are not pointed!
Well, that's a relief... |
posted by Clezevra @ 1:01 AM   |
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| 7 Comments: |
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I cannot explain to you HOW much I loved this post :D
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Oh My God!
I thought I was the only one who had trouble with kids!
LOL!
Btw, I follow ur blog now! :)
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Ooh ooh I love Anne of Green Gables, too!
Cudnt contain the excitement! :D
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Today, in the rtv:
(Trying to read a board saying Lady Harding)
- Hahaha. That's your name Lydia.
- No. It says... well... it... says...
- Laaa... uh... lll... wait. Is it ladoo?
- La... you know, it could be that. Ladoo.
- Hmmm... well...
- Lydia. Must be it.
- No! I'll tell them what you told me about her.
- No! You are my friend, na. I let you have my ice cream, na.
The mystery word forgotten, they then started talking about what had she told the other and what flavour ice cream had it been.
Children of 3rd and 4th standard. How hard can a four-letter word be?!
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Dude!!! You got pointy teeth? That is so cool :D
Btw, kids are a pain...figuratively and literally.
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