On our daily walk to school, Colt and I pass a field full of sheep. When we returned after the holidays, the sheep were gone. Every day we speculate about the possibilities of what may have happened to our sheep.
Yesterday, a German father to a girl in Colt's class greeted us.
Man: Good Morning
Colt: We saw a train!
Man: Oh, was it a big train or a small train?
Colt: A big train and then (pause) all the sheep left on a rocketship (dramatically with a sweeping arm motion).
I wish I had a picture of the man's face for you all. I am pretty sure he left wondering if his English was as brilliant as he thought. :)
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