At Sunday School:
“What is your name?”
“My name is AUDREY.”
“That’s a pretty name. My name is Jiejie (big sister) Wai Jia. How old are you, darling?”
“I’m FOUR.”
“What’s your favourite colour, dear?”
“GREEN.”
“Oh wow. Green! That’s a lovely colour. Like this?” I ask, pointing to a flower on the white dress I am wearing.
A little frown, before she breaks out, “No, that’s not green. That’s … TURQUOISE!”
“… … … What did you say?”
“TURQUOISE. That’s not green. That’s TURQUOISE.”
“How old are you again?”
“I’m four. I’m four years old!”
I once listened to a toddler tell his mother the details of a battle in World War II while I was searching for books in the history section of the Central Lending Library. He was only maybe knee-high in height!
Emily
Dear Wai Jia, I couldn’t sleep.. so I read ur posts tagged “children”.
Now I have walked twice to get tissue cos I’m crying (the full on with mucus type)
Please know, God, thru u, have healed my soul.
Thank u Jie Jie Wai Jia.
A, 21 yrs old, SG