Out of the Mouths of Children
January 10, 2012. 7 year old Nunu told me that she found gold in the ground close to school during their class’ nature walk and that she and her few classmates will go back there when they are adults to dig then up.
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January, 2012. 7 year old Nunu asked this as we drove by the vacant fair grounds on our way home. “Mama, why do they call it a Ferris Wheel?” I said that I do not know, probably named after an inventor. After some deep thinking, she beamed “I know why! They call it a Ferris Wheel because it is round, and very fair, everyone gets a turn to go on it, that’s why it is called the “F-A-I-R-E-S-T” wheel!”
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4 year old existentialism
When Nunu was 3 or 4, she asked me as I was driving on Adams Avenue, “Mama, who was the first butterfly who was born on earth? What was his name?” I said “I do not know because I wasn’t there.” Then she said sadly, “he must be an orphan!” (Since he was the first, thus there were no butterflies born before him!)
