When I picked up T.Puzzle after his first day back from spring break, his teacher immediately approached me as I entered the classroom. I had to resist my fight or flight response. Oh, how I wanted to run away.
She said, “We asked T.Puzzle what he did over break. He told us he went to Africa. Of course we didn’t think that was true. We thought you would have certainly mentioned if you were traveling to Africa. Then, he kept going with it. When we asked him how he got there he said by plane. What did you see there? Giraffes and zebras. Where did you stay? He said he stayed at a hotel.”
Seems little mister had a whole array of imaginary African details. He had his teachers and even the director of his school convinced for most of the day that we had gone to Africa.
For the record, we did not.
I am amused and frightened by this all at once. Part of me is impressed a five year old could come up with such a believable, detailed story. Part of me is very, very concerned. Mostly I’m curious as to where we will ‘travel’ next.