Thursday, July 15, 2010

Looks Fun!

I found this lovely entertaining article today. You can read it if you'd like, but I will give a quick synopsis:
What happens is this nice couple takes their six-year old out for a morning walk. Such an early morning walk that no place in town is open yet, except the 24-hour diner. They live close to San Francisco, in a neighborhood that resembles Provincetown.  Maybe I exaggerated, but there is a fairly good sized population of gay people in the area. No big deal. Something they knew and chose and had no problems with. 

Living in a larger city with a small child, the parents have coined some terms. Rather than freaking out when they see something they don't like, they say, "looks dangerous." With this, their little boy is deterred from trying/doing whatever the "dangerous" activity is. When they see something they agree with or think their boy would enjoy, they say, "looks like fun!" This is their way of encouraging him to try new things. Good parenting. 

Being six, this boy is just learning to read. So, anything he sees, he attempts to read. Looking down at the ground, he noticed a flyer advertising the previous nights going-ons. There were a few words, but a picture dominated. Two men, one getting, one receiving. Use your imagination. 

As the parents stood speechless, their little boy took in the interesting picture. They looked at each other, trying to use telekinesis to speak to one another and figure out what to do. It didn't work. They had nothing. Then, the little boy placed the flyer back on the ground and simply said, "looks fun!" 

This whole thing cracked me up. The little boy thinks it looks fun. Haha. It in fact was being done for it's fun-ness. I can't help but think back about twelve years. I was a teenager, but my cousin, she was just the cutest kindergarten five year old alive. 

The lucky girl lives in Florida. As a tot at the beach, she saw something written in the sand. It read, "Bob is gay!" When she asked her mother what gay meant, she simply replied, "happy." 

The next day at school, my adorable, absorbently sponge-like brained little cousin made a beautiful painting during art time.  The beautiful painting she brought home read, "Ryan is gay." 

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