A German Education

finn_german-flag.jpgThe hubby was in Germany last week on business, so I did a few “German” activities with my 4-year-old to help him relate to where daddy was, how it’s different from where we live, etc.

Early in the week I printed some coloring pages of a dog and a pig in a German costume — shorts with suspenders and a hat with a feather. My son wanted to know if his daddy was wearing a feather? “No, daddy is just wearing regular clothes.” “What about the other people?” he asked. “They’re just wearing regular clothes too,” I said. “The feather is like part of a costume for Halloween.” After that he just talked about what he wanted to be for Halloween! Strike 1.

A co-worker loaned me a book about Germany with photographs of the mountains and castles that are prevalent in Germany. We read it one night before bed, and my son said “Let’s do something else.” I asked, “Do you not like the pictures of Germany?” He said, “I like it. But it’s making me tired.” Strike 2.

Finally, we ate this weekend at a German restaurant. I ordered a platter with several items so the kids could pick what they liked: bratwurst, currywurst or weinerschnitzel. We had saur kraut and fried potatoes, too. These dishes aren’t too different from meals we’ve had home, so the kids actually ate it. (We often have kraut and wieners and fried potatoes with meals at home.) But because of that my son didn’t get that we were eating anything different than normal. Strike 3.

The only German activity he really enjoyed was a making the German flag and that was primarily because it involved cutting and gluing.

I don’t know how much German education he got out of it  — well, I do know, he got none — but it was a fun experiment nonetheless and fun to tell their dad about, now that he’s home.


2 thoughts on “A German Education

  1. I don’t know that I would say “none.” He got at least some concept of Germany as this other place, and some awareness of the idea of a different culture, both of which have got to be pretty abstract at that age.

    I say, bravo!

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