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.
Monday, August 24, 2009
And so she wanted to make a 'study book' on the insects she encountered. It did not get much further than a green grasshopper and a type of cricket the French call 'cigalle'.
Since she cannot write yet, she dictated the text to her mom.