Anja: "Awesome, they sang a song just for me."
Mom: "Really, which one?"
Anja: "Just the one the Indians sang to the Pilgrims."
Mom: "What does it sound like?"
Anja: "Well, you hit the drum over and over and the whole class says 'anja, anja, anja'."
Get it? It's the Indian war dance song you sing with a drum that goes something like this, 'ah-eye, eye-eye' but to a three year old named Anja, it sounded like her name and she was flattered.
2 comments:
I think that is great. Too bad the rest of us don't have our own song.
How cute is she! Love it.
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