A SPECIAL STUDENT
Many years ago, I remember it was on a Sunday morning, I was just relaxing in my bed, not really ready to get up. I realized that my daughter Stéphanie who was three years old then, had already come down from her bedroom into the living room. She was speaking to somebody! Who could it be, I wondered. For my husband was beside me and she was an only child. So I was a little surprised to hear her speak and questioned the identity of the other person that I couldn’t hear.
So I jumped out of bed and went to find the answer. There she was sitting on the floor, holding some cards with a picture on one side and the corresponding word on the other side. Her cat, Socrate*, who was one and a half years younger than her, was sitting quietly in front of her. She was trying to teach him some vocabulary by repeating two or three times every word. It was so cute to see them that I observed a little while before joining in.
Finally, I don’t know exactly how many words Socrate learnt that day but I still remember the special relationship they had for many, many years. Socrate passed away when he reached the ripe old age of 18.
* Socrate is Socrates /tiz/ in English!
Thank you, Carole
for this touching litttle story
about a faithful and 'educated' companion.
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