Pretty much every day something happens in school with the girls that makes me either want to pull my hair out, run from the room screaming, or laugh my head off.
I recently got this book called Dr. DooRiddles. It is supposed to help teach logic and thinking skills. There is a little riddle with clues and they are supposed to come up with the answer – just one word – at least so far. Today’s riddle:
I’m down near the ground, And I start with a T; I’m part of a foot, Folks call me piggie. What am I?
Okay, think native English speakers, probably not an issue coming up with “toe” as your answer. For some reason, Kira came up with “tea cup” as her answer after the “I start with a T” clue and could not give up on that answer. I kept repeating all the clues slowly, started giving small hints and still no one’s answer came close. I had to appreciate the enthusiasm they used in calling out pretty much every word they could think of – not necessarily starting with a T – as I sat there incredulous. I ended up with my sock off, my foot resting on the table, and pulling one of my toes saying, “You don’t know what these are called?” I seriously had to tell them.
I don’t want to give the impression that my girls are, well, intellectually challenged. They are bright girls. It just gives you an idea of the uphill battle it is learning a new language and culture. They have made great progress in many areas. There are just some things left to learn. ha
Having fun, Lori