Conversation this morning after N (almost 4) went alone (!) to get bread:
N: “And I also dared to talk to that lady.”
Me: “Did she speak Dutch or French?”
N: “She spoke normally.”
Me: “Yes, but we speak Dutch, in France they speak French, in Germany they speak German and in England English.”
Deep silence.
N: “….and in Summerland they speak Summers.”
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A version of this article also appeared in the newspaper on July 17, 2023.