I think Spencer suspects that I am ancient. Ancient.
Yesterday we were discussing the book Tom Sawyer, which his class recently read. We talked about Tom and what his school was like.
Spencer just assumed that when I went to school the boys and the girls were separated by gender in the classroom.
Because, you know, I went to school with Tom Sawyer.
(Side note and fun fact and true story: one of my youth leaders growing up was named Tom Sawyer. Really and truly, his real name was Tom Sawyer and he was awesome. He took me skeet shooting a couple of times and each time he tricked me by putting in a trick shell that blew confetti and was super-strong and made the shot gun kick hard against your shoulder and made it ache for days. Good times.)
Today Spencer and I were discussing Indiana history. I told him I was glad that he was studying Indiana history because then I would learn it. Why didn't I already know Indiana history? Because I grew up in North Carolina and learned North Carolina history.
Spencer: So, you didn't speak English? What language did you speak?
Me: Wait, what? Spencer, I spoke English. Because North Carolina is a state. In the United States of America. Just like Indiana.
Spencer: Yeah, but it was a long time ago.
I am ANCIENT.
2 comments:
I remember when I used to think Virginia was a foreign country back when we lived in North Carolina. I was an equally brilliant 7 year old.
The real question might be what part of North Carolina as to whether it was English! I grew up in the Greensboro area where they spoke english. However, when I went to college one might assume alot of the folks in the mountains did not. LOL
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