Aside from occasional appropriate use of I and my, Bede’s pronouns are always reversed, and his language is pretty weird. He’s internally consistent though, and he tries so very hard to communicate with us – as we try to communicate with him. Here are some recent dispatches.
Requesting grape jam on his toast:
Grape jelly your jam?
Can’t find his DVD remote:
You want find it your remote?
How I’m awakened each morning:
Wake up Mama! Open my eyes!
Dismay at Trixie’s refusal to wear a certain sweater:
Trixie wear it ON the yarn shirt!
Plaintive request:
You want it pbskids dot org on your Mama’s Dell?
Seeking kitchen entry:
You want go kitchen? Okaysure, I get you go kitchen!
Asking for ten small pieces of yarn:
You want cut with your ten yarn?
He usually gets his point across, and he’s pretty patient for a complicated Gallifreyan boy. Love him so!
