14 Mar 2009
GINDA, MY LITTLE GPS
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Last week I had to drive 4 year old Ginda to the Wimbeldon Tennis Club, where activities for little children were made during school holidays.
I picked her up, she climbed in my car and I drove. A few minutes later she asked me if I knew where the Wimbledon Tennis was. I said, yes of course I know, I even played Tennis with your grandma there.
When ? she asked. Oh, I said looong time ago ! Hhhm I heard, because you are in the wrong direction !
I ? in the wrong direction ? Impossible although I never find my way, this way I knew even blind. When we arrived close to the Tennis Club she said : You are wrong, I am sure !
Meanwhile we talked about Rosie, which Ginda had known since she had been a tiny kitten.
She also explained to me that when I do my laundry I have to separate white from colored laundry, because her grandpa hadn't listened to her and the white laundry was red ! I was stunned !
Then we arrived at destination and what did I see ? "Waterloo Tennis Club" and not Wimbeldon, I was completely wrong and she was right, I had mixed up both clubs.
I excused myself and said I am so sorry, now I drive you to the right place. Yes, she said, but I show you the way ! I have a GPS, which I hadn't put on, but now I had a live GPS in form of a four year old girl.
You have to turn left, she said ! LEFT ! I am 65 and still don't know where left and right is and have always to recall that my wedding band is on the left hand, that way I don't mix up the directions. Ginda didn't have any problem. She ordered me to go straight ahead and after a while explained to me that if we would turn left here, we would arrive at her home ! I could only nod.
Shortly before the Wimbledon Club she said : now slow down and turn left. I obeyed. Take the parking on the right, there is an empty space, she continued. I did, stopped the car and helped her out. Together we went in and she kissed me good bye, but before I had time to turn around and leave, she shouted behind me "and don't forget to go to my house at noon and feed Pims "! Pims is her labrador and big love. I swore I wouldn't forget.
Now I wonder if I was like her when I was 4 years old ! certainly not as I am still unable to make the difference between left and right. And honnestly between us I have also put colored laundry with white one together not that long ago !
Ginda lives together with her Dad and Grandpa since her grandma my best friend passed away 10 days ago and I wonder if she thinks that her men need a woman in the house, because she also helps cooking and pays attention that there is no dust on the furniture !!
My little GPS with Rosie