4+4=
“Count that in Irish then tell Achu what’s the answer”
“A haon, a dó, a trí, ceithre, cúig, sé, seacht, naoi” Noah counted.
“How many?” I asked
“Naoi” he answered
“What’s that in English”
“Nine?”
“But how many marbles are there?”
“Eight”
“So Naoi, is not the right number in Irish”
“But I dont remember what’s eight in Irish”
“Go ask your Babel”
“Does he know?”
“Of course”
So off we go to Nabel’s room while Baby is hanging on my back.
Noah went straight to his Babel who was doing his revision.
He slowly put his hands on the table, then rests his chin on it.
“Babel,” he called.
Nabel put down his pen, then answered “Yes”
“What is eight in Irish?” he asked while looking at the big brother so eagerly.
“Errr…”
“You better have the answer else Achu will smack you”.
Counted silently in Irish.
“Ocht”
“O what…?”
“Ocht . O-hot”
“Oooooo….”