My philosophical babe

My little one has been called "philosophical" by her teacher a number of times.

I found this very cute, but couldn't really identify with it. What was she on about?

However increasingly so, I have heard some very lovely phrases from my little 6 year old, which gave me an understanding into what her teacher was saying.

Example one:

She had to learn a poem for school. It was about 12 lines long, so not so easy.
She practised and practised.

So much so, within a few hours, she had nailed it and had it word perfect.

After one of her recitals, she said:

"Mummy, if I like something, I am good at it, yet if I don't like something, I don't get good at it"

Yeah - dead right!

It's so true. And she has it all worked out. I am sure leading psychologists have spent millions researching and proving that, which she just worked out very simply.

The second lot of wise words, came whilst on a bike ride home from the supermarket.

Example two:

Her little legs were tired and she needed to rest.

She then began singing whilst she was peddalling.

She then said. " Mum, I have realised that if I sing whilst I pedal, the time goes much quicker and my legs hurt less"

Indeed it's true!

The beauty of distraction.

So there you have it, my little one is a born philosopher. Either that, or she just says what she feels.

Proud moments.




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