When I read books to Klara, she now finishes the lines because she remembers most of her books. When she doesn’t remember or doesn’t understand the concept in a line, she comes up with her own ending that always rhymes (even when the original doesn’t) and is often better than the original.
For instance, today we were reading a story about an outing that Llama Llama went on with his mama. The original goes,
Yucky music, great big feet
Ladies smelling way too sweet.
Klara is too young to understand the line about sweet-smelling ladies, so she came up with
Yucky music, great big feet,
Llama Llama in the street.
Since I’m on it, a famous (and best-selling) writer from the Basque Country shared on social media a beautiful poem he dedicated to his daughter. Several people in the comments responded with “Nice poem but I disagree with the following verse” and proceeded to offer ideological disagreements. With the poem. I’m hoping that Klara will grow up to be able to enjoy art without experiencing the need to check it against a list of PC requirements.