So it was a month after we got to Canada (and a few years before Google was the go-to research tool), that Abi, who was 8 at that time, remembered to tell me at dinner time that she needed a “do-o-tang” for school the next day. Whaat? Never heard of it. “Did teacher tell you what it was, Abi?” “No” was the swift response. And so all of us guessed at endless possibilities…  Something for show and tell? Something to eat? Something to drink? Something to wear? Until… we gave up. The next day I went into school with Abi and confessed to the teacher that I had no clue…