When Life becomes Real

My daughter introduced my granddaughter to life outside of a song or a book.

My wee one knows that a cow says “moo.” So …

Now, she’s met a cow.

He stays silent. He doesn’t moo.

What’s wrong with these grownups? Do they just make crap up so we can repeat what they say?

<shrug> If you lead a horse to water, you can’t make him thirsty. 🙂

 

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Not always “home” on the range

Right before it’s time to go home, Mrs. Alexander starts to teach us a new song called Home on the Range. “Oh give me a home, where the antelope roam and the deer and the antelope play. Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word and the skies are not cloudy all day. How often at night, where the heavens are bright with the light of the Glittering stars, have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed if their glory exceeds that of ours. Home, home on the range….”

I like those words. They make me feel almost as good as when I’m riding on ol’ Polo, free and easy like deer and antelope playing together without any bickering. I like that she tells us what the words mean, words like “discouraging.” She says that “discouraging” means that you don’t like something much, like something makes you feel uncomfortable, something that spoils your spirit. So now I can say, that “Home on the Range” is my new favorite song. I can also say that recess today sure was discouraging.

Excerpt from No Hill for a Stepper

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