I had never expected such an answer from my son.
I was 28 at the time and my son had just been1into elementary school, and was sitting on a park bench (长凳) with me, telling me all about his friends and teachers in the new school. I could tell that he was extremely2. Looking up at the cloudy blue sky while I3, I was having a hard time thinking of questions to ask him about his new4, probably because he was answering every single one of them before I even5them.
Being in America, there are people of many6races and nationalities that live here, so I decided to ask him about those people. He loved geography, and if he heard someone who had a different7or something like that, he would ask them where they were from. It was8for me. I thought he was being rude and didn't9it. But the people would always10and tell him where, whether it was the UK, China — you name it.11, he would get into his seat in my car and demand that I take him to the12so that he could learn about those places. I would always do it, giving him chances for every bit of13he desired. He would even tell me fun facts and things that I didn't know about. He was familiar with the word "foreigner", even though he had no idea what it14. I signed and spoke, "So, David, are there any15at your school?" He looked at me with the biggest smile I had ever seen, and swung (使摇摆) his legs back and forth on the bench.
"No, Daddy. Just kids."
