This conversation took place between K and the sweet old lady who lives on the first floor of our apartment building. K was climbing the stairs in full winter gear carrying a twig with green leaves he found on the walk home, which he intended to put with his pine cones; and this lady had just opened the door to her apartment.
Sweet Swedish Lady: “Swedish Swedish Swedish.”
K: “Its green leaves for my pine cones.”
SSL: “Swedish Swedish Swedish.”
K: “I can’t say it in Swedish.”
SSL: “Swedish Swedish Swedish.”
K: “I can’t say in Swedish, I don’t speak Swedish.”
SSL: “Swedish Swedish Swedish.”
K: “I can’t come into your home.”
SSL: “Swedish Swedish Swedish.”
K: “No, I live up there. I can’t go into your home.”
SSL: “Swedish Swedish Swedish Skolan Swedish.”
K: “For pine cones.”
SSL: “Swedish Swedish Swedish.”
K: “No I can’t.
SSL: “Hej Hej.”
K: “Hej Doh.” The door closes and the conversation ends.
K to me: “That is a really nice lady, very friendly.”
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This is the best one yet! I bet he’s speaking Swedish any day now. He seems to have the gift!
Thank You. Not sure how quickly K will pick up Swedish, but he seems to be able to fill in the meanings all by himself without too much problem.
Fabulous!
wonderful experience!