There is this draw to the podium that Evy has had for a couple of months now. Whenever I was in the building setting up or counting this or that for the activity committee, he would want to step up to the podium in the primary room and address his invisible crowd.
Today he had a real crowd with a mircophone that was ON. Poised with the rest of his sunbeam class on the front row, he went for it. Four times, no more no less--as reported by his primary leaders, Evy took the podium (evidently he waited for the gentlemanly long pause between podium users). And, what did he say, what wisdom did he impart to his peers--only a language they could understand because he spoke total jibberish all four times. (he does this sometimes when his mother's native tongue of English fails to fully encapsulate what he is trying to say in that important moment).
The leaders reported that they thought it was riotously funny. So they must have understood him on some level.
