By the time she was three, my first daughter, an early talker, had shared that people have colours around them, that I would eventually have three children, and not to worry about those who died, for they come back like she did.
“She’s freaking me out,” I told a cousin of mine. “I don’t know how to respond to this stuff.”
My cousin told me to start with a book by Ian Currie: “You Cannot Die.”
As a new mother, I expected that teaching would be part of my role. I had not anticipated the things my children would teach me.
Number one child opened a whole new world of questioning for me. By the time the third (unplanned) baby came along I was ready.
I continue learning.
Our focus this week has been on “What a child knows.” Thanks to all who participated. If you haven’t already read the entries, please take a moment to visit and comment.
Life in Thirds, Sgeoil
What a child knows, CURATING THOUGHTS
Reconnect our inner child, Shilpa Nairy
Sprinkled, one letter UP
In The Now, parallax
Once Upon a Time, POETRYPALETTE
What a Child Knows – When I was 5, Musings of a CowCorn (Vakicornius Chocolatus Rex)
Big Little, I Write Her
When I Was Five, A MULTITUDE OF MUSINGS
See you tomorrow for a new challenge!