Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Paradigm Shift

While I was waiting at an intersection mid-day, I watched a grade school-aged girl ride her bike through the crosswalk with her dad.

As my eyes followed her across the street, I wondered if she was home-schooled,  maybe - since it was the middle of the afternoon on a school day. In the lovely notion I've held, I imagine that all home-schooled children spend their days happily baking cookies beside their mothers, while learning fractions as they measure out chocolate morsels.

She must have felt my eyes watching her, because then she stuck her tongue out at me. And I was all, WTF?! OH. NO. YOU. DIDN'T!


  1. And then did you gun it and run that little pisher over?

  2. There's the difference. When I think about the homeschooled, I assume a life spent preparing for a racist, post-apocalyptic, militia-based future...