A friend has a child enrolled in an international school here. She is a keen student and came home with an assignment that she wanted her father to give her some guidance regarding the content. She kept asking her father when he was going to help her with the research on bee feathers. He finally stopped and decided it was time to set the child straight after frequently telling her that bees do not have feathers. He asked to see the assignment so he could help her understand her mistake.
There in bold print was the assignment for Bee Feathers. What the heck? After discussion with the child to figure out what was going on, he discovered that because of her father's homeland of England, she was assigned to write something about the history of Beefeaters.
Is that not the cutest error you have heard in a long time? Sadly, it was an error on the part of the teacher, not the child.
from the last few days in Canada and forward, you can join me in my thoughts and actions as I learn how to live in a country that I had not even known the exact location until Ryan was there a few years ago. Some days I have rants and other days I have adventures, but every day is a learning experience that I embrace and thank God I was given the opportunity to know and to be. I might even upload a picture of me in this place I now call home – for now.
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