My daughter began her schooling this week and she was put in the year 4 class. When her first day was over and I went to pick her up, one of her new classmates came to me and said, "She's good at raiding." "Oh, did she raid?" "Yes," said the nice little Kiwi girl. I was puzzled and went on to ask: "What did she raid?" The girl said something that I couldn't exactly catch. We said good bye.
On my way home with my daughter's hand in mine, finally it occured to me. Yes. She's good at READING, was what she said! My life is basically made up of such misunderstandings. It has been and it will be.
