I was visiting a baby again today. It's funny, I don't know what I looked like when I was little but I have seen pictures. Spitting image, if you ask me. Very round face, and a bit of a belly. Just like I was. Until I was one years old I was basically square, as round as I was tall.
Then I started to walk, and got skinny as a stick! Oh I wish those days were here again.
I have a picture of me in my early teens, or maybe just eleven. I was so skinny you cannot believe.
Anyway, gave a picture book to the tiny one and explained all of the pictures of animals twice. I expect she'll know them all in her mother tongue next time I see her. After all, she's 4,5 months now, and how difficult can it be?
And at the same time I told her what the names were in her mother tongue, I told the mother. She needs to learn too! There is no way I want my niece to speak some unintelligible language I cannot understand.
Yes, I worked as a teacher for two years in my youth. And now it's coming back to haunt those in need. HA!
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been hearing lots of stories lately about kids with two mother tongues and the funny things they say. Like the boy who calls croissants 'fish' in English because his Dad is Frnech speaking and he didnt get the difference between poisson and croissant. Will be interesting to see your niece (and my boy) come up with.
I guess I'll know in five years.
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