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September 13, 2007



My husband counts in Polish too. Don't ask.


And you figured this out HOW? This is fascinating. Maybe Isaac has an aptitude for linguistics after all!

Reminds me of the time my niece was a toddler and used to be fascinated with a show on PBS which was actually a college course in Chinese. She started speaking Chinese but no one could figure out what she was trying to say. Turns out she was counting!

Susan E

Oh, no mystery there. Isaac's nanny is Polish, so she's been teaching him. But the problem is that I don't know any of the words, so I can't tell what's language and what's just gibberish.

drama mama

You know, when my daughter was echolalic, I remember the evaluator (I won't honor her with any more specific title, as she sucked major pud) telling me that Miss M made no sense. That her language wasn't "productive". Miss M may have been echoing, but she was using the scripts to describe what was going on. Years later, I find out that it is called "Mitigated Echolalia" and that it is a GREAT sign that a child is processing language.

I say, trust that Isaac is using real polish words, and not just "jibberish".

I think he is a very smart little dude in using language. Linguist, someday? Maybe?

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