My seven-year old came home from first grade with her first autobiography in hand. It was the best reading I did all week.
Languages seem to be on her mind a lot lately. She called me into the bathroom the other night when she was taking a bath as she had something pressing to tell me.
Jasmin: Mama, why didn’t you teach me languages when I was a baby so I could already be speaking them now? (Me: total shock at this question).
Me: We have been. Baba’s only spoken to you in Arabic since you were a baby. But we didn’t start Spanish until you were about five. And before that we had you both learning French when you were three or four.
Jasmin: But you need to speak languages all the time to me so I can learn them.
Me (switching to Spanish): Do you prefer I speak to you in Spanish then?
She nodded her head. The shock is still persisting on my part. They have ALWAYS preferred I speak English to them not Spanish since I didn’t speak Spanish to them when they were little.
Jasmin: You have to speak it more so I can really learn it. So if someone asks me something in that language, like where do you live, I can answer them in that language
She couldn’t be more correct in her approach to languages. And as her parent, I couldn’t be anymore excited about her interest in a subject I care about so much.