“Mom, what do women Inuits do?” Sophie had started to think about her first big social studies project of the year. The other morning, she and I began to consult websites and bookmarked a few pages that, at quick glance, seemed to offer at least a modicum of useful facts. Not dissertation-worthy, mind you, but sufficient for a 5th grader’s one-page paper. When we finished, it was almost time for her to catch the bus to school.
This is a photo of Chloe transcribing the lyrics to a few of her favorite songs, including “The One Thing” by INXS. She has no idea what the words mean, but they rival the song lyrics I transcribed when I was just a little older than she is now.
In my case, that song was “Do Ya Think I’m Sexy” by Rod Stewart. I was probably about 10 years old when it was released, and I remember writing the words down behind closed doors, afraid that if my parents knew what I was doing they’d confiscate my notebook, or worse, ship me off to an Outward Bound program.
What makes me laugh is that Chloe is so much like me. She’s obsessive about getting every single word right. And believe me, she has it a lot easier than I did. In order to help her, all I needed to do was Google the song titles, and lo and behold, the lyrics magically appeared. It would have been even easier for her had our printer been working, but it wasn’t, so she chose to handwrite the words. It took her all of about 15 minutes. When I was a kid, there was no Google. Hell, there were no computers. It took me days, literally days, to figure out the words to Stewart’s hit song.
And then she started to sing. And her singing is just as off-key as mine. Like mother, like daughter – very heart-warming, indeed.