Note: Abuelo is a pilot.
Kelly and I were taking a walk last night at dusk. I was explaining to her that bats come out at this time of night as we surveyed the sky and counted how many were flying around in their scatter-brained way. She wondered aloud what would happen if they flew into a cloud and I said they can’t fly that high. Then she wanted to know what would happen if a bird flew in a cloud. I said they wouldn’t be able to see anything and would fly in circles, which got a laugh out of her.
“And what if a plane flies in a cloud?”
“Well, the pilots have lots of gadgets that show them how to fly straight. So they would look at a gadget and know how to get out of the cloud.”
“What’s a pirate?”
“Not a pirate. A pilot.”
“What’s a pilot?”
“Well, you know Abuelo’s job?”
“No.”
“Kelly, what does Abuelo do for a job?”
“He finds treasure.”
“What? Why do you say that?”
“Because he’s a pirate.”
And she got a laugh out of me . . .
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Lovely discussion! We have bats here too and no mosquitos. Fun to watch them dart around after dusk when we have a campfire in the yard. Gary always did say that “flying is horizontal sailing” so…pirate/pilot…perhaps the same word origin. Our German kids book calls them “sea-robbers; and he’s so scatter-brained that he looks all over the world but never finds his treasure back…but he’s calm b/c it is around “Irgendwo”. Somewhere.