Whistling Lessons
Ane is incredibly frustrated with the fact that she cannot whistle. Her version of whistling is like a lot of little kids – pucker your lips and then make the whistling “sound” with your voice.
Last night after dinner, the Webmaster and I tried to explain the principle of whistling to her – that it’s the sound of the air going through puckered lips. We had her practice simply blowing air through her lips, but it wasn’t enough. She wants to whistle NOW.
“Mommy, I need to take whistling lessons!” she declared.
“Um, Ane, I don’t think there are whistling lessons to be found,” I replied.
This answer did not satisfy her. “Mommy, you have to look! I’m sure there are whistling lessons somewhere in Seattle!” she begged. “I can’t learn on my own! I need a teacher!”
Ohhh, boy.
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August 11th, 2009 07:58
And parents are sooooo inadequate at teaching!
Chuckle!
August 11th, 2009 09:47
So just send her to college for $20K a year and she might be able to take some whistling lessons, right? (Speaking as a person employed by such a system … )
August 11th, 2009 12:57
Come on! A city like Seattle has got to have something as ridiculous as whistling lessons. Several years ago in Allure magazine, there was an article on how to whistle loudly for a cab written by a New York City doorman. It was much more complicated than one would think. If I still have it I can email it to you if you think it would help. 😉
August 11th, 2009 15:00
When big J learned to whistle…I told him that “he just needed to do it all the time and keep practicing. That was how I learned it.” Let’s say I got a dirty look from my wife. Thank goodness it only took a couple days, otherwise he would have had a dry mouth for more than two days. Should I mention that to Ane?