I spend a lot of time around many different youth of all ages. We have interesting conversations.
Me: Are you going to college when you're older?
2nd grader: Probably not, because it's expensive. Instead I am going to own a shop and sell Sponge Bob things.
Seems like legit plans for a 7 year old.
Teen: Do you want to see my ex-boyfriend's mug shot?
Me: Okay.
Annabelle: I wonder how old you have to be to have kids?
(she's 5)
Me (referring to cartoon): Do you even know who Doug is?
Teen: Yeah, come on, we're not that young!
Kindergartner: I think Jesus is the only washcloth that can clean the inside and make you white as snow.
(aaahhh)
One morning, while we were coloring pictures of Jesus and his
friends, a 4th grader says "Hey, want to hear the grossest thing ever?"
I had my reservations, but a 2nd grade little girl says "Okay, I'll
listen." We then hear the grossest story ever. I won't share it with
you.
Monday, June 10, 2013
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