Bassie’s video-game playing friend came over today. But before they cranked up the ole xbox, Bassie wanted to show him something in her room: her language development chart. You see, she and yosefblog had spent their Sunday afternoon making a chart that showed the growth of written language from Hebrew to Phoenician, to Greek, and finally to Roman. It’s pretty awesome, really:
and clearly fascinating to a squirrely 8 year old boy who’s got xbox on the brain.
But Bassie proceeded to explain the entire chart to him, and to read each alphabet in order, explaining the connections between each letter and the one the preceded it in the earlier language. At one point, an audible groan was detected by yrs. truly from the kitchen. To this Bassie replied emphatically, as though by speaking it she were making it so:
“This is interesting!” The groaning subsided, and Bassie continued with her explanation. When she was done, a relieved little boy shouted “I am out of here!” and came running out of her room.
What most impressed me about this incident is not, in fact, Bassie’s precocious interest in the history of written language; I am all but immune to such things by now. No, what impressed me was her male friend’s willingness to endure her lecture. Either she is so commanding/terrifying as to demand obedience, or he has impeccable instincts regarding how a man deals with a woman like her (I wonder where she gets it?) in such situations.
I knew she had good taste…
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