If you were a fly on the wall at PEI yesterday…this is a conversation that you would’ve overheard between a prospective student and myself.
Me: Hi! What is your name?
Prospective Student: No.
Mother: can you tell her?
Prospective Student: Um. Okay. My name is David.
Me: It’s nice to meet you David.
David: It’s nice to meet you too.
Me: How old are you?
David: I am 6 years old
Me: What grade are you in?
David: No grade.
Me (unsure if he knows what “grade” is): Are you in Grade 1?
David: No. Also, me not in grade 2.
Me: Oh! Are you in Kindergarten?
Then I spent a few minutes asking about whether he likes baseball, his teacher, favorite food, etc. All went smoothly until we came to this question:
Me: So, how many years have you studied English?
David: Um…(he thinks about it)…ummm…12.
I really had to work not to laugh about this. I’m sure he just didn’t understand my question…but in my head I thought “If your mom could’ve figured out a way to have you start studying English 6 years before you were born, I’m sure she would’ve!” Then again…maybe he’s been studying all 6 years of his life…but it’s just felt like twelve.
Anyway, just wanted to let you overhear this somewhat funny snippet from my yesterday.