Friday, March 20, 1953

[ch0bi_chii]

[Chii's currently skipping home from school singing a nursery rhyme recently heard in school.]

У попа была собака,
Он ее любил.
Она съела кусок мяса,
Он ее убил.
В землю закопал,
надпись написал

[While repeating the phrase over and over again.]

[[The link has the translation. Killed? It must mean some sort of way to play! Obviously!]]

Comments

[cant_getoveryou]

*hears her voice and wondering over from... whever it was he came from >_>*

*smiles* What are you singing, Chii?

[ch0bi_chii]

A verse I heard other students singing repeatedly.

[cant_getoveryou]

Oh? What does it mean? I need to start learning Russian.

[ch0bi_chii]

Translating phrase. . .

[Processes a moment.]

The priest had a dog,
And he loved her.
The dog ate a piece of meat,
He killed her.
He buried her in the ground,
And he wrote an inscription...

Then repeat phrase.

[cant_getoveryou]

*staaaaares at*

*facepalm* That isn't the best song to sing.

[ch0bi_chii]

[Looks back.]

Why not? It starts slow, and you increase the speed each time. It appeared to be fun, by how the other students looked when singing.

[cant_getoveryou]

Morbid kids... *pinches bridge of nose* Nevermind. It's fine.

[ch0bi_chii]

Morbid?

[cant_getoveryou]

Things that have to do with death.

[ch0bi_chii]

[Stares for a bit.]

Sorry, I'm not familiar with that game.

[cant_getoveryou]

*slight smile* It isn't a game. It's a description of something. Morbid is an adjective.

[ch0bi_chii]

Oh. Okay.

[Yeah, she doesn't get it. Maybe that's a bit of a good thing? Mortality's a big thing to understand.]

[cant_getoveryou]

*that's okay; gonna pet her head, good girl, stay innocent...ish*

Do you know any other songs?

[ch0bi_chii]

Not from the other students. Chii's also heard the ones that Giselle sings in the morning, but they end up varying and being about cooking breakfast and cleaning.

[cant_getoveryou]

They're nice songs, at least. Why don't you make up your own songs?

[ch0bi_chii]

I don't understand how.

[It really seems simple as that. Eventually Blaine'll learn that Chii doesn't really have the capacity for an imagination. Not really, not yet.]