Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
In Holland we would call that a bicycle rack (fietsenrek).
Monday, December 7, 2009
Everyone sort of ignored the Arabic reading, because – after all – that is only one of the subjects in class. She doesn’t even speak Arabic, and if you cannot read and write English, but speak it very well, than how on Earth can you read a language which you don’t even speak, right? Wrong. She can read Arabic much better than she can read English. Hats off to her Arabic teachers who managed to do such a good job and such a short time without anyone noticing it!
So here’s some of her Arabic reading! A story about Maha and Mamma, and a boat in the rain. Only Arabic speaker swill understand the story, I'm afraid, but it is a story about Maha and her friend Bassem, and the rain.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
A princess under an arch of . . . well, something.Another princess, and this time with a boyfriend. Maybe a prince.
It has a Dr. Seuss-like quality to it.
The Dog Sat on Mom ? and I Sat on the Mom
Mom smiles when the dog sits on her, but apparently Hana is a little too heavy, because now Mom’s not smiling anymore. She still switches her letters around, but that will solve itself eventually. A sigh of relief, I have to say.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Halloween is in the air. She cut out some scary figures for me to decorate my room. Very cute.
Monday, October 26, 2009
We’d call that a ‘performance assessment’ in my trade.
She’s been quite busy in school with ‘dot paintings’; an version of pointillisme.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
"A girl and a boy," replies Hana.
"Just a girl?"
"Whyn is she wearing a crown?"
"Because she is very special to the boy."
With hair like that, I hope she's not bringing one like that home. Is he wearing a black ballet suit under his blue jeans?
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Today is Hana’s first day in elementary school; she started grade 1 this morning. Her first work home was an assignment; “Draw Your Favorite Reading Place”. For Hana, that is the balcony that has her pool, and the big brass bed with the pillows, and the bamboo. I could recognize the spot. Can you? Up is her drawing, down is the actual spot.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
So why the frustration, you might think (on her face)? She assumed she just could cut the dress into a fit, but the fact that it needs to be sewed as well, greatly annoyed her. And so she gave up.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
I had a collection of pens traveling around in my handbag. As it was very annoying - everything got ink over it - I looked around for a pencil case. The only one I could find was a hippo pencil case of Hana (a pencil case shaped like a hippo). I quickly emptied it of its contents, and used it for my pens, and put it in my handbag.
Hana and I are talking about the upcoming school year. She telling me all the things she needs, as this year she is going to the ‘big school’; grade 1. Everything passes the venue, from lunchboxes to waterbottles, to erasers and pencils and I don’t know what.
“But you will have to get it ready and organize it, put it in one place,” I tell her.
“Oh,” she replies, “I already put all my school supplies together.”
“Oh, where did you put them,” I ask her, without really thinking about it.
“I put them in my hippo pencil case,” she says.
Oooops, I think I just dumped all that stuff out. Better organize myself tonight, or I am going to eat it. I can just visualize this.
“WHO TOUCHED MY PENCIL CASE!!!!!!!!”
And so they kiss. The lying on the ground must be something she sees in movies. I thought it was a church bell up above, but no, it was just a lamp. The girl has her boobies in her neck.
Next comes a reflective piece of the mother (formerly the girl kissing, so obviously they must have gotten married). I’d think she probably thinks “Oh my God, what did I get myself into”, but Hana says she’s thinking on “doing a band with the family”. (boobies still in her neck)
The list features water ( a bottle with some water movement, ice tea (a water bottle with ice cubes), eggs (chicken with eggs, butter (buttercup with a B in it), cornflakes for her and her brother (A + H above box), chocolate paste (Nutella jar, go figure if you can find that one and tuna fish (fish).
I thought it was just a memory thing, and that she’d soon forget what each item meant. However, this shopping list was ‘written’ on August 18, and when I just asked (August 30) her if she could clarify the items for me, she could do so immediately.
I guess you could call this a pictographic shopping list.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
"Look Mom, this stone looks like a strawberry," she said when she picked up this stone from a beach in Yport.