My daughter and I are in the living room, next to the Christmas Tree. I pour out the wooden Hannukah playset. She plays with the wooden candles; there is a place to put the wooden flames into the candles.
In the kitchen, my son is doing his math homework.
And I look and see that she is doing her own type of math. She is putting the candles into the wooden menorah. She is placing each one in the slot, and putting her fingers into the empty holes, figuring out how many more need to be put in. She puts all nine candles in. And claps her hands.
Meanwhile my son, who only a few short years ago, would have been doing something like this--he is doing algebra.
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