And yet more confusion on space/time continuum

Daniel

“What did you learn today?” I ask the gangly new 13-year-old in the house. I enunciate clearly, using hand and eye gestures to relay the question.

“Mom!” says Daniel in his emphatic voice.  “13 months.  Names.”

“You learned the names of the 13 months?”

“Yes.”

(“That IS advanced work,” observes my friend Sue later.)

“Daniel, we only have 12 months in America.”

“No, Mom.  13.  Teacher say.”

“I’m pretty sure about this one, kid.”

“Thirteen Mom.”

“Jesse,” I call to the sixth-grade resident Bulgarian. “How many months are there?”

“Four,” says Jesse.

“Um, Jess?  That would be the seasons.  What about the months?”

“Sixteen?”

“Thirteen Mom,” says Daniel.

This is going to be a long year. 

Daniel