The elder sister is turning three years old. Her speech is gradually becoming more fluent, but she always loves to call a thing something else. At first, I thought she remembered the words wrongly and tried to correct it, but I soon discovered that it was deliberate.

When autumn leaves fell, she held a leaf in her small hand and placed it in the sun. I asked her what the fallen leaves in her hand looked like and she said, ‘An elephant ear.’ Which piece was the elephant ear? Which piece was the trunk? She said she couldn’t find the elephant eye. We pieced them together and the elephant appeared in our house.

The reality of the world, sooner or later, will be remembered by her in her own way. I tried to record her associations to make the process of building her own world traceable in the future.