Culture theirs mine ours

Interesting how we learn. Monday was Teacher work day and unanticipated I got company. This young man comes and says to me I came to help. Oh, i have not asked for help. It dawns on me he heard about the two hours of learning /instruction I give. Was going to beg off but here came William around the alley corner, I’m committed.

So I’ve structured the two hours as to not lose control or interest. First is reading the Whale book. a guy thing. then we will do happy things. Ivan and William are one year apart at Barton Elementary but don’t know each other. So we take turns reading . They get itchy and I call for a small break. Up my Poinciana Tree, only reason I think they come here. Times up, one says i can’t get down so I reply “guess I’ll have to call the Fire Dept.” That would be a wish fulfilled red trucks, big engine, a boys dream.

After Lunch, A book I ordered and am absolutely delighted with “Sincerely Emerson” hope they love it as much as I. But, it’s lunch break and William is all smiles. He brought lunch for himself and surprise, me. We shall be sharing 3 ways. This is where it gets interesting. The Ramen potato soup comes with tamale. I failed terribly, fail to grasp how to pick up ramen noodles with a tamale.

3 fingers no whole hand see!

I recall the first time I saw them eat with their hands. I don’t eat eggs without a fork and knife, get it. Was told it’s cultural and I’m adamant No. They all were so well behaved when I took a large group to the Zoo and we ate at a hamburger joint (it’s finger food!) Today relaxed enjoying their company I’m taking in our differences. Both are Maya from different parts, so one says 3 fingers the other whole hand. Anyone recall how a WWII spy was unmasked because of how he held his fork. It’s cultural, maybe i’ll surprise them one day with Palacsintas* with marmalade or cocoa. We can eat them with our hands. LOL

checking out Kipling

Now William is coming after school to sit in my tree and I read to him ” We Willie Winkie”* Double checks me to see if our character is really called Percival William Williams. I got his full attention, someone with his name. So now I shall call him Wee William. I get a big grin.

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