My daughter Ellie who is traveling with me around Spain is 4-years old. I am always delightfully amazed when I see the international language of play. My daughter, despite knowing only so many words in Spanish, will just start playing with kids.
I have been been trying to teach her, but Spanish is not natural for me, I learned it in college and manage not to get slapped ;-).
Today we ended up on two or three playgrounds – as I try to keep her as happy as possible on our lengthy tour through Spain (and Morocco). One of the first thing I ask our hosts to tell us is where the best playgrounds are located.
At the beach she walked up to me and said “would you ask that girl if she wants to be my friend?”. On the train the other day, she spotted a girl as we were getting on (hadn’t even spoken to her) and asked if we could move seats to sit with the girl (we did). This evening she met a girl on the playground and a few minutes later they were sharing snacks.
I am very happy that my girl is not a turtle inside of her shell, but rather a beautiful bud beginning to flower. Here are my favorite memories of her ‘playing around Spain’. She is showing me that kids are kids, no matter what language they speak.
Oh and my daughter had her first sleepover at someone’s house and she stayed there the whole night. It wasn’t a long time friend – it was a friend of a friend in Spain. 😉 WOW!