Homophone Heartache

This may look like just a simple means of transportation to you.

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I will tell you, it is SO much more than that.

We spend a good deal of time in my SUV. It has become the place where we have after school snacks, argue talk, and where weary passengers rest. It also serves as the place to tackle the dreaded stuff in backpacks – homework. Now the real challenge here is motivating and assisting the troops from the driver’s seat.

Just this week, I found myself pulling into CVS to buy mechanical pencils. I am absolutely certain there are pencils hidden somewhere in that vehicle. I know this because, I put them there! I am also certain, I would have caused an accident looking for them. Therefore, we now have nine extra hidden away just in case such an event happens again.

And then of course, there is always the “Mom could you help me with….?”

While I can certainly try, this always proves to be interesting. Often times I am given partial instructions, with no ability to look at the material myself.

Last week, Griffin, needed assistance.

“Mom, what’s a homophone?”

“A homo- what?”

“A homophone. I think I know what it is, but I’m not sure.”

I suggested taking my iPhone and performing a Google search to find the definition as I didn’t have a clue.

According to Wikipedia the definition is as follows: “A word that is pronounced the same as another word but differ in meaning, and may differ in spelling.”

Apparently, that is exactly what, Griffin, thought it meant. So, as he handed back my phone, I was confident that he’d moved on to the next task. Twenty minutes later, I realize he did not. Evidently, he needed to write sentences with homophones, and was struggling to do so. As I pulled into the driveway, we managed to get that assignment done.

The next evening, it became clear. Griffin, should have asked, Owen, with help for this assignment.

As I looked through, Owen’s backpack, I discovered a paper he’d obviously had some trouble with.

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After I spoke to Owen, however, it became evident – Owen, understood the task just fine.

“Mom, I put ‘Van’ under ‘People’, because ‘Vann’ is a person!”

Now, let me just pause for a moment, and explain. Owen has a cousin named – you guessed it – Vann! Although, he didn’t realize his cousin’s name has two “N”s.

And while that explained that mistake, that didn’t explain why he’d placed “Bob” under “Things” – That is until I heard it from, Owen’s perspective.

“I thought ‘Bob’ was a ka-bob.”

“A ka-bob?”

“You know like, chicken ka-bob, meat ka-bob… A ka-bob.”

Oh, I see.

It made perfect sense now.

Only At My House,

Jana

 

 

 

 

 

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