overheard between two six-year old girls…
Ms. Diva: “Um, let’s paint a Father’s Day card…”
Miss O: “Father’s Day? How about a Mother’s Day card.”
Ms. Diva: “Mother’s Day is over.”
Miss O: “Father’s Day is a long time away.”
Ms. Diva: “Let’s paint a picture of Obama!”
Miss O: “Yeah, we love Obama!”
Ms. Diva: “It can’t be a bad picture of Obama like that picture of him smoking a cigarette.”
Miss O: “Yeah. I saw that.”
Ms. Diva: “I see it on the news when they’re talking about Obama. It’s a bad picture.”
Miss O: “I saw this thing… and it said `Obama Is Wrong!’ I saw that.”
Ms. Diva: “I hate people who say things like that.”
Miss O: “My friend at school said – and this is not true – Obama takes newborns and kills them. Like he throws them in the river or something. That’s not true. It’s not. At all.”
Ms. Diva: “Crazy. People are crazy. Why do they talk about him like that? You know, if the other guy had won, the one I don’t like…”
Miss O: “John McCain. I don’t like him either.”
Ms. Diva: “Yeah.”
Miss O: “It’s like, Obama won, People, that’s no reason to start a riot. Get over it already.”
Ms. Diva: “Yeah. If they don’t have something nice to say, they should just keep their faces shut.”
Miss O: “Yeah, because we like Obama.”
Ms. Diva: “I love him more probably. I have posters and stuff.”
Miss O: “Oh. I. don’t. think. so. Sistah.”
Ms. Diva: “I love him so much I’d marry him. Mmm-hmm, I went there.”
Miss O: (Giggles) Reeces pieces, 7-up, mess with me, I’ll mess you up… Hey, let’s ask your mom if we can paint the orange juice container!”
Conversation is music to waiting readers. So happy to see you back and read of a happy ending.