Parrots

I can't think of a really great blog topic, so I think I'll tell a little story about the language barrier.
Yesterday I was volunteering at a city camp. City camp is pretty much summertime day care provided by the government for families with low incomes. The kids are pretty normal, just like any kids in the United States. We go there, do arts and crafts and play games. I've only gone to city camp three times all summer, so I don't have a whole lot to say.
Anyway, so we were working on our craft project and one kid held up a bag of feathers and said something to me. This is a bag of really colorful polyester feathers and I thought he might have been asking if he could use some. Of course I had no idea what he actually said. I was only guessing. And I said yes.
Later this really sweet little girl told me, with the help of our translator, that she had heard that we took feathers from parrots.
I'm guessing that is what the first kid had asked me. And I said yes. Oops. Accidentally lying to children in a foreign language.