life is like the tide…it comes and goes on its own time

rocket gibralter

a child’s mind is a wonderfully curious world. when a friend and i were talking about kids, today, i remembered how much fun i had with my own when they were little. as one of the parents helping a first grade teacher take her little charges on a walking tour of the immediate neighborhood surrounding the school, they got a lesson from me about elephant controls, explaining why there were none to be found. when i visited my nephew in washington state, we discussed the squeamish indians who like to eat sunomono and their territory is now known as sonomish. he also learned that one of his mom’s favorite dishes that i make are crappies filled with strawberries and maple cream, made the way i learned while living in france.

my grandfather, who possessed an amazing sense of humor, helped me learn math and history by telling purposefully twisted stories, such as how hannibal marched elephants across the himalayas, or how the squaw of the hippopotamus are equal to the sons of the squaws of the other two hides. the task was to be able to separate fact from fiction or decipher the theorem.

i think people take life way too seriously. we adults need to remember what it was like to be a kid with all the unbridled curiosity of childhood. sometimes, we just need to allow ourselves to be silly. sometimes, we just need to remember how kids interpret things their inimitable ways.

one of my favorite movies is the rocket gibraltar, a story of family and how kids perceive life. it’s also a lesson in how to enjoy life.

Nothing’s as good as a midnight pee in the ocean. Levi Rockwell

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