28 January 2007

Not Thinking of a Rhinoceros

Last night I went to my mom’s first recorder recital, and fell into this conversation with a stranger.

Six-year-old there to hear his sister play: I know something you don’t know about elephants.

Me: How do you know I’m not an expert on elephants?

Pause for thought.

: This is something you don't know about elephants.
But I know when I’m licked.

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