the stockyards in the moon
Tonight as I was patting Iris' back before sleep, we were talking about the moon.
"Sometimes it looks like it has a face," she said.
"Yes, that's called the man in the moon," I told her, then could not resist adding, "In Japan, they say it's the rabbit in the moon." [true!]
Whereupon Iris asked, "What do they say in Chicago?"
"Sometimes it looks like it has a face," she said.
"Yes, that's called the man in the moon," I told her, then could not resist adding, "In Japan, they say it's the rabbit in the moon." [true!]
Whereupon Iris asked, "What do they say in Chicago?"
posted by angelique at 11:51 PM
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in chicago, they call it "da bear"
I find myself really impressed with Iris' language skills! I don't think Laura has ever even heard of Chicago (which is probably our fault, not hers).
meg made me laugh!
The funny thing about that is that I was *in* Chicago. And the previous evening--before dark, so I didn't see the moon--I'd rented a bike and gone on a ride through the city, and I was admiring the industrial beauty of bridges and railroads and warehouses, etc. I spent the beginning of the week really sitting with an old, deep love for my father's (Iris's grandfather's, for your readers) city. -- Iris' Aunt Ronica
We see a rabbit here in Australia too!
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