Ash and me have now formed the Singers' club at home. But only rhyme concerts. Since he is not a full-fledged speaker, he kind of hums the tune to me and expects me to sing.
It goes something like this:
Amma, thich oma...
And I sing: This old man, he played one, he played knick knick on my ... this old man came rolling down.
By then, he hums the next tune impatiently.
And I sing: If you are happy and you know it clap your hands...
Next comes Eeeaa eeaa ow. So I sing Old Mcdonald had a farm...
This goes on for at least half an hour before he goes to sleep. It also entertained us on the Sunday ride on the ECR route in the absence of a cassette/CD player in the car.
Mira chipped in with Twinkle twinkle little star...
Ash has a sweet voice and we have a gut feeling he might turn out to be a good singer. Our little stars. Diamonds on earth.
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hi, looks like u have to keep up with his learning and listening skills.. to be able to sing what he humms..!
sher used to do that 1 yr or so back...
take care
ust
that was the sweetest post and look into your life
Thankyou, marcia. you started my day with a smile.
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