“I'll teach my boy the sweetest things;I'll teach him how the owlet sings.”
“Teach me, Beatrice. I'll enroll in your university as your student. Teach me how to care for you.”
“I'll teach you to kick me...'You don't need to teach me--I already know how!”
“I'll teach you how to jump on the wind's back, and then away we go.”
“Popular,You're gonna bePopular!I'll teach you the proper ployswhen you talk to boys!Little ways to flirt and flounce!I'll show you what shoes to wear,how to fix your hair,everything that really counts,to bePOPULAR!!”
“I don't know how good I'll be at teaching you. Seems I can't even teach you to call me Father.' She smiled shyly. 'Chase and Father mean the same thing to me.”