S’s questions continue, for which I’m grateful:
‘Why does the moon affect the waves?’
Other diverse topics enquired after are: uranium, invention of pizza
‘H is a gangster, I’m a star’
And on another occasion when she’d been with the boys to Jummah prayer, and her Dad asked her why she didn’t want to wear a hijab like her friend, she said
‘I’m a gangster’ oh dear..
‘Come to my class!’ (the ‘a’ is a short one as in the US pronunciation, again oh dear..!) The she continues to try to write with a broken pencil while sporadically putting up her hand. This was soon after the open day at the boys’ school, so she must have been taking something in.
Biryani sits and waits for the computer to come on, and reads out ‘S-O-N-Y' from the monitor. The alphabet is a bit hit and miss, but ‘S’ is a favourite and she will remind you that it says ‘sss’ like a snake.
She is showing some first signs of feeling remorse. She tore a piece of tissue:
‘I’m sorry to break this piece’
Me ‘What time is it?’ WHY was I asking a 3 year old??
Biryani ‘Ten six hundred’
Some notes about nappies:
Biryani decided the used nappy had to go in the blue bin, NOT the silver one. I had some patience with this apparent illogical behaviour, as I’d observed a friend’s child of a similar age wanting to wear his old nappy, NOT a new one. I think Biryani was also in the same mindset, and fished the old one out the bin so she could wear it. You’d think they were special jewel encrusted nappies. However I think it’s more a power game if you ask me…
M- playing dominoes with his brother and me.
‘I have to think good’ (not ‘hard’ then?)
Me ‘Which country did Gladiators come from?’
Me 'No, Italy’
M ‘Oh let’s not go there!’
4 years ago