Tuesday, October 14, 2008

wine country

Malachai was waiting for me out in the hallway to take him back to his post-siesta classes this afternoon when I overheard this chitchat going on with our next door neighbor, Ana:
Malachai: "I'm taking some grapes to share with my class"
Ana: "oh! of course! it's the vendimia!"
me: "wha? . . .
Malachai: "yeah, the vendimia - - the first day of the grape harvesting; did you know, Ana, that the grape harvest this year wasn't as abundant as it was last year?"
Ana: "yes, but the quality of the grapes is better"
Malachai: "it's because we didn't get as much rain as we did in 2007 . . . "
aaaahhhhh. the vendimia. that explains his passionate plea for me to buy his class some grapes when we passed by the market earlier today.
explains it perfectly!

So when I picked him up from class, I asked him if his classmates enjoyed the grapes. "no! we didn't eat them!" he told me
"oh no?" I asked "what did you do with them?"
"we're saving them for later so that we can stomp on them with our bare feet to make wine!"
nice.

4 comments:

GreenEggsandSam said...

Hilarious! especially the adult-like quality that transpired in their hallway conversation.
awesome! I'm so glad you blog about this stuff!

Dawn said...

:o)
Gotta love kids.


I once stomped barefoot on a whole crate of grapes with a friend -in the vineyard- when we were supposed to be picking the grapes.
Teenage stupidity.
Did I mention messy?
Very messy.
Purple feet messy.

Anonymous said...

We can both envision Malachai chatting with Ana and how he said it!

We laughed! I don't think you need to worry about making too much wine.

Love,

Ginny

Heather Pelczar said...

Well let's hope he has a better stomping experience than this poor woman.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCTlhBhOAbg
What an awesome conversation. I am so excited to catch thing slike that when May gets older.