Mom wakes up. Early. Morning is chilly. Mom's happy. Makes breakfast. Packs lunch. Wakes up son.
Boy's hair looks like Tovio (*). Boy hates hair gel. Boy and mom wrestle for the application of gel on Tovio's hair.
Boy forgot to do his homework. Boy starts doing homework.
Keys: nowhere to be found.
Dog thinks leash is item of play when it's leash or kennel... leash wins.
Driver's seat inexplicably all out of place, trying to click it right, but goes too far, too close, too far, too close... Mom's resigned to drive uncomfortably.
Carpool friend reminds boy of another homework he forgot. Spirits go down. Mother shouts: you can do it!
Boy writes in moving car. Dog cries because window cannot be open, since wind would mess with boy's homework AND tamed hair.
Mother parks car in front of school Boy continues homework. Finishes: 8:06. Four minutes to get guitars in music room and get to class on time...
(Sigh...)
Monday was chilly... but mother has got a heatstroke.
Mother... needs... Friday...
(*) Tovio- Real boy whose death inspired the creation of Astroboy.
Showing posts with label About David. Show all posts
Showing posts with label About David. Show all posts
Monday, October 5, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Lenguaje Davidiano
El fin del pasado año escolar me trajo un regalo increíble: la maestra de "Language Arts" de David me dijo que había sido un placer tenerlo en la clase, especialmente porque decía cosas increíblemente chistosas que ella jamás se hubiera imaginado que un niño de su edad pudiera siquiera pensar. No me pudo decir cosas precisas porque en ese momento no recordaba ninguna, pero eran, según dijo, eran juegos de palabras.
Yo le platiqué algunas de sus aventuras lingüísticas, y entre risas, nos dimos cuenta que son los beneficios de ser bilingüe. Al aprender el Ingles a los 8 años, no solo se fue dando cuenta de la diferencia en la reconstrucción de oraciones e incluso de palabras, sino se fue haciendo consciente de la carga cultural de muchas expresiones, y su equivalente en el otro idioma; siendo quien es, no solo utiliza este conocimiento, sino que además juega con él (como con el caso del conocido "foodist", por ejemplo).
Hoy, mientras David decidía que hacia mucho frío para nadar y que probablemente le daría "penomia", me di cuenta de la contraparte de esta experiencia. Hay palabras que en su mente se fusionaron en una especie de "Spanglish Davidiano", sobre todo porque casi nunca las utiliza, como en este caso de Neumonía o Pneumonia... no se había enterado de que la "p" no se pronuncia, y en un intento de decirla mas facilmente el resultado fue "Penomia".
Otros casos han sido notorios en el transcurso de su vida. He podido ver que dice lo que quiere o necesita decir, aun cuando no conozca las formas correctas, como cuando tenía 1 año y medio y me dijo que le dolía "el cuello del pie", (tobillo). Del mismo periodo tenemos: "cuello de la mano", "me hace sed (calor, frío, hambre)", y "tengo tite" (estoy triste).
Y por supuesto que están los super adorables intentos de pronunciar palabras dificiles, como: "quichito" (chiquito) "lasicaturas" (las caricaturas), "mebuele" (me duele), "quelocalal" (quiero que me carguen), "quelo yugu" (quiero jugo), "el velintilador" (el ventilador), diaerra" (diarrea),cualquier otra palabra que tuviera una b y una l juntas, como por ejemplo "bdlanco" por decir "blanco", o las que tienen la g y la r jungas, como el caso de "neguro" por decir "negro".
Muchas veces me pregunto que tiene la vida en reserva para David, sobre todo a lo que decidirá dedicarse. Constantemente le recordamos que elija una profesión que le apasione, para que el trabajo se convierta en gozo y no en esa cosa que te hace poner carota y te vuelve a empujar a la cama cuando piensas que ya te tienes que levantar.
Hoy me imaginé que tal vez su llamado sea lingüístico (cosa que me encantaría, porque la que mas lo disfrutaría sería yo); así que por si ese fuera el caso, quise escribir estas reflexiones, de manera que cuando decida que quiere ser maestro de Ingles o Español, escritor, traductor o cualquier cosa que se le parezca, tenga una referencia del origen de su decisión: un cuerpo con muchos cuellos, y que tiene un frío capaz de provocarle "penomia".
*COMENTARIOS QUE RECUERDAN OTROS DAVIDIANISMOS:
Yo le platiqué algunas de sus aventuras lingüísticas, y entre risas, nos dimos cuenta que son los beneficios de ser bilingüe. Al aprender el Ingles a los 8 años, no solo se fue dando cuenta de la diferencia en la reconstrucción de oraciones e incluso de palabras, sino se fue haciendo consciente de la carga cultural de muchas expresiones, y su equivalente en el otro idioma; siendo quien es, no solo utiliza este conocimiento, sino que además juega con él (como con el caso del conocido "foodist", por ejemplo).
Hoy, mientras David decidía que hacia mucho frío para nadar y que probablemente le daría "penomia", me di cuenta de la contraparte de esta experiencia. Hay palabras que en su mente se fusionaron en una especie de "Spanglish Davidiano", sobre todo porque casi nunca las utiliza, como en este caso de Neumonía o Pneumonia... no se había enterado de que la "p" no se pronuncia, y en un intento de decirla mas facilmente el resultado fue "Penomia".
Otros casos han sido notorios en el transcurso de su vida. He podido ver que dice lo que quiere o necesita decir, aun cuando no conozca las formas correctas, como cuando tenía 1 año y medio y me dijo que le dolía "el cuello del pie", (tobillo). Del mismo periodo tenemos: "cuello de la mano", "me hace sed (calor, frío, hambre)", y "tengo tite" (estoy triste).
Y por supuesto que están los super adorables intentos de pronunciar palabras dificiles, como: "quichito" (chiquito) "lasicaturas" (las caricaturas), "mebuele" (me duele), "quelocalal" (quiero que me carguen), "quelo yugu" (quiero jugo), "el velintilador" (el ventilador), diaerra" (diarrea),cualquier otra palabra que tuviera una b y una l juntas, como por ejemplo "bdlanco" por decir "blanco", o las que tienen la g y la r jungas, como el caso de "neguro" por decir "negro".
Muchas veces me pregunto que tiene la vida en reserva para David, sobre todo a lo que decidirá dedicarse. Constantemente le recordamos que elija una profesión que le apasione, para que el trabajo se convierta en gozo y no en esa cosa que te hace poner carota y te vuelve a empujar a la cama cuando piensas que ya te tienes que levantar.
Hoy me imaginé que tal vez su llamado sea lingüístico (cosa que me encantaría, porque la que mas lo disfrutaría sería yo); así que por si ese fuera el caso, quise escribir estas reflexiones, de manera que cuando decida que quiere ser maestro de Ingles o Español, escritor, traductor o cualquier cosa que se le parezca, tenga una referencia del origen de su decisión: un cuerpo con muchos cuellos, y que tiene un frío capaz de provocarle "penomia".
*COMENTARIOS QUE RECUERDAN OTROS DAVIDIANISMOS:
- Quelo Yugu
- El velintilador
- (Esperando mas recuerdos para plasmarlos aqui)
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Conversations with David #3
Mom: Ok, so to find out why you're sick, they will have to take some blood for a few tests...
David: WHAT? why!!!
M: To make sure you're ok!
D: But... but... but... I'M UNDERAGE!!!!
David: WHAT? why!!!
M: To make sure you're ok!
D: But... but... but... I'M UNDERAGE!!!!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Conversations with David #2
Lunch time at school
Friend 1: What's that, David?
David: Yakult
Friend 1: oh...!
Friend 2: Hey, what's that David has?
Friend 1: Yak milk
Monday, January 12, 2009
Conversation with David #1
Alfredo: Let's eat here... Mexican food!
David: Nooo, not Mexican food.
A: Why not? You must like Mexican food... you are Mexican
D:So?
A:Well, Mexicans eat Mexican food.
D: FOODIST!
:D
David: Nooo, not Mexican food.
A: Why not? You must like Mexican food... you are Mexican
D:So?
A:Well, Mexicans eat Mexican food.
D: FOODIST!
:D
Thursday, March 1, 2007
DAVID'S Reclassified Birthday MARIMBA with the Astro-Wizard.
Yesterday, Feb. 28th, it was David's birthday. I called it the reclassified birthday, because
the previous week, on Feb. 21st, we learned that David was reclassified!! WAY TO GO, DAVID!!!!
So, on Feb. 27th we got some cupcakes, kool aid jammers and goodie bags with some pringles chips, hershey bars, skittles and a gel pen for each kid, and the teacher, of course. There's 31 kids in his room now, so we spent more than I thought we would, but it was nice to see his happy face while buying stuff for his friends. I also asked for permission to get to school earlier, so that we could set everything up. I usually leave David with a sitter who walks him to school, since I have to go to work, but today I was there before his dismissal time.
The Astro-Wizard is great. He came to the school and did his experiments, and added a fire flare with some rocket fuel. He's amazing. I really recommend him. Besides, he tells stories that are cool to know, for example, that Tom Hanks came to the planetarium once and that he wanted to be an astronaut. I think he said that he could not pass some test or something like that and then he became an actor... and he was an astronaut in one of his movies. If there is some missinformation about this, I'm sure it was me, and not the astrowizard who made the mistake. It was hard to hear because the room was really crowded.
http://astrowizard.org/index_files/page0001.html
Anyway, we had a good day. Congratulations, David!
the previous week, on Feb. 21st, we learned that David was reclassified!! WAY TO GO, DAVID!!!!
So, on Feb. 27th we got some cupcakes, kool aid jammers and goodie bags with some pringles chips, hershey bars, skittles and a gel pen for each kid, and the teacher, of course. There's 31 kids in his room now, so we spent more than I thought we would, but it was nice to see his happy face while buying stuff for his friends. I also asked for permission to get to school earlier, so that we could set everything up. I usually leave David with a sitter who walks him to school, since I have to go to work, but today I was there before his dismissal time.
The Astro-Wizard is great. He came to the school and did his experiments, and added a fire flare with some rocket fuel. He's amazing. I really recommend him. Besides, he tells stories that are cool to know, for example, that Tom Hanks came to the planetarium once and that he wanted to be an astronaut. I think he said that he could not pass some test or something like that and then he became an actor... and he was an astronaut in one of his movies. If there is some missinformation about this, I'm sure it was me, and not the astrowizard who made the mistake. It was hard to hear because the room was really crowded.
http://astrowizard.org/index_files/page0001.html
Anyway, we had a good day. Congratulations, David!
Thursday, June 1, 2006
INSOMNIA
Well, I've been thinking all week about how to explain my INSOMNIA problems, without being too technical or too boring. It seems difficult, however. In essence, I go to sleep early (around 9 or 10 pm) and if I wake up at 11:00 or 12:00, I cannot sleep again. It's become such a problem that everyone in my house is trying to be careful not to wake me up, because sometimes that is the only sleep I will get throughout the whole night. A couple of weeks ago I slept like 16 hours for the whole week.
I went to the doctor for some other problem, but this issue came up, and she had me get some lab tests done. It seems that everything is all right, but I guess we will have a follow up appointment and she will give me something so i can sleep better.
Well... this hardly explains the whole problem OR the consequences... believe me, they are EXTREME sometimes. Not being able to sleep is catastrophic. It's hard to even be able to talk to others without barking at them.
Anyway, my son --who also has a bit of an insomnia sometimes, wrote a poem. Well, he wrote a few, but this one specifically got him a diploma as an "outstanding young author" and a special field trip to HORATIO'S RESTAURANT. I am copying it here, and anyone who reads it please have in mind that David did not speak English one year and a half ago. So it's quite surprising for the language, and because he explains the insomniac mind in just a few words, and maybe better than I could ever!!!
<---This is my creative young author, David.
WHY CAN'T I SLEEP AT NIGHT?
By David Hernandez
Why can't I sleep at night?
Sleep is a wonderful word.
I would rather sleep than work.
Work is dull.
Dull makes me bored.
Bored is not fun.
Fun is cool.
Cool is so good.
Pudding is good.
Pudding is brown.
It is brown like the ground
The ground is where you walk or run.
I don't want to run.
I want to sleep...
Sleep, what a wonderful word.
I went to the doctor for some other problem, but this issue came up, and she had me get some lab tests done. It seems that everything is all right, but I guess we will have a follow up appointment and she will give me something so i can sleep better.
Well... this hardly explains the whole problem OR the consequences... believe me, they are EXTREME sometimes. Not being able to sleep is catastrophic. It's hard to even be able to talk to others without barking at them.
Anyway, my son --who also has a bit of an insomnia sometimes, wrote a poem. Well, he wrote a few, but this one specifically got him a diploma as an "outstanding young author" and a special field trip to HORATIO'S RESTAURANT. I am copying it here, and anyone who reads it please have in mind that David did not speak English one year and a half ago. So it's quite surprising for the language, and because he explains the insomniac mind in just a few words, and maybe better than I could ever!!!
<---This is my creative young author, David.
WHY CAN'T I SLEEP AT NIGHT?
By David Hernandez
Why can't I sleep at night?
Sleep is a wonderful word.
I would rather sleep than work.
Work is dull.
Dull makes me bored.
Bored is not fun.
Fun is cool.
Cool is so good.
Pudding is good.
Pudding is brown.
It is brown like the ground
The ground is where you walk or run.
I don't want to run.
I want to sleep...
Sleep, what a wonderful word.
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