The child climbed into my bed with a book and asked "Could you read me this book about karaoke indians"?
31 March 2010
Wordless Wednesday: Learning to Read
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The child climbed into my bed with a book and asked "Could you read me this book about karaoke indians"?
Labels: books, Wordless Wednesday
14 comments:
Isn't that so cool when that first happens? Thumbs up!
Did you tell her that you'd just have to lip sync?
Awesome!
The mispronunciations from when kids are learning to read are the stuff of family legends.
Karaoke Indians, indeed!
I love it!
I love her to bits!!!
Love it!
Everytime KayTar talks about our recent trip to NASA, she says, "Remember when we went to NAUSEA?" LOL.
Well, I guess karaoke lovers really are their own sort of tribe.
I'll trade you for a six year old who is on a mission to correct Grama's French accent.
Laughing. A lot.
Once when reading a Christmas card to us from my brother in law Angus finished off "love and miss you gays". Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Too funny.
what do Indians sing at Karaoke? The campy "YMCA"? The poignant and angry "Bury my Heart at Wounded Knee?" The classically offensive "Please, Mr. Custard"?
Shame on you and your readers. To presume Native American Indians did not step up to microphones with peace-pipe breath and imitate their favorite pop-singers. Culturists.
Now *that* is classic. I love it!
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