Sylvan loves to give names to things. We’ll ask him “What’s that bear’s name?” He’ll come up with a real-sounding word that is like no name in the English language. Atarash. Nuuamp. Gann. He has an endless supply. (Munkustrap, Quaxo, Coricopat, Bombalurina, and Jellylorum are right up his alley.)
On Monday, when I picked up Sylvan at school, his teachers Ellie and Stephen were laughing about the names he had come up with for their classroom’s new fish. They had never heard him name before. (It isn’t just one of your holiday games.)
They liked them so much that they wrote them down on a sticky note and stuck the sticky to the fish bowl. Without further ado:
Namba
Jaymeh
Guango
Junash
Mayno
Bwape