Last week when james was at daycare he forgot to stop playing to use the toilet. When I dropped him off I asked his teacher if she could please remind him to use the toilet between activities. She told me a funny little story which wonderfully and simply illustrates what I deal with at work and what we all deal with when we're out and about.
James had been playing when he realized that he'd waited to long. He told his teacher he needed to change his shorts as they were wet. She helped him and said "You need to change your jocks too." To this James replied "I don't know what that is." She tried explaining and finally held up his clean underwear and said "these, what do you call these?" He said "underpants!"
As she helped him she once again said jocks and he reminded her "I don't have those, I have underpants." She chucked as she retold this part of him correcting her.
Later I asked Jenny what they're called for girls. The answer, "knickers." Of course, how could I forget. I filled her in on "panties" to which she giggled. We had a good laugh.
It amuses me that language can be the same while vocabulary and understanding of terms can be so different. My respect for immigrants who speak English as a second language continues to grow.
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