I left The Hobbit laying on the bed in the school room (which doubles as a guest room, if you’re wondering why we have a bed in there) in the hopes that Turkey or Bunny might pick it up and try to read it.
Bunny didn’t disappoint…I put the book in there last night, and she came to me this morning and asked if we could read it. I told her that if she wanted to read it, she could go right ahead. Of course she said that she will. But then she looked at me and asked, “What’s a Hobbit?”
So, I looked for words for a quick, simple explanation. I landed on “a mythical creature; short, big feet, kind of hairy.”
She thought about it for a minute and said, “Oh. Kind of like a bunny.”
Well, I can’t argue with that assessment, given the information I provided her. It also doesn’t help that the book begins:
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.
She was quick to point out to me that a hobbit house sounds an awful lot like a hutch or burrow. Given what little she knows about hobbits, and what she’s learned so far, I guess I have to agree that they sound rather rabbit-y. I sure wish I could see the mental image in her head right now!