I was sitting in a classroom reading with a kid. He's not a terrible reader, but he's much more interested in motorbikes and planes. As we tried to focus on a boring book about dogs, I happened to glance up and saw a skywriter working above us. I showed the kid, and we stopped and watched as the plane looped and turned.
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What could he be writing, we wondered. Made? Match? Ma....
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Marry?
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Yes.
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Marry Me!
We wondered who.
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Could it be the teacher, Ellie???? The kid was very excited for a minute.
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Oh.
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Marry Me Elaine
What sort of name is that? asked the kid.
I dunno, I said. But maybe a woman named Elaine is sitting in a fancy restaurant and some man is telling her to look out the window.
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It keeps going!
*heart*
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I *heart* you!!!
Wow.
Should she marry him?, I asked the kid. I reckon the skywriting cost as much as a second hand car.
Hmmm, he said as he rubbed his chin. That man's a show off. Maybe it would be better if she didn't marry him.
Then he shrugged, turned away from the window, and drew the plane.
Perhaps our policy makers could learn a thing or two as well. Sometimes the raw truth cuts through all the window dressing.
ReplyDeleteOh I'd love to get some of 'my' kids to comment on government policies on asylum seekers, mandatory detention, and even just how to make a city livable!
ReplyDeleteI love his insight and you know what he might just be right.
ReplyDeleteThen again, there is a time and place for extravagance. Who knows here? I can't judge but I do love the kid.
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