Recently, we were driving down a busy street when Jarrah spotted a homeless man, holding a sign on the median. There are often homeless men on busy street corners in San Diego, but for some reason Jarrah hasn't noticed them before. This day she did.
Jarrah: Mama? What that man doing?
Sam: He's holding a sign to ask people for money.
Jarrah: Why he want to do that?
Sam: He probably doesn't want to do that. But sometimes people have hard times, and they need to ask for help so they can eat, drink and find shelter. He must be having a hard time, so he's asking for help.
Jarrah: Well, he needs to help his self!
David and I gaped at each other.
Jarrah: And he needs to do that by WORKING!
Oh dear. Where did that come from? I would have bet large sums on her response being "Well, we should help him!"
They say one's politics are genetic. Gulp.
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6 comments:
I love an opinionated woman!
oh my word!
i adore her.
Let's just hope that you still have time to brainwash her in that regard!
oxoxox
Mary
Uh oh is right! But how cute! What a lot of wonderful posts I've gotten to catch up on since being away. I'm sorry about your grass allergy (how does one avoid grass in San Diego???) but glad you know what it is, finally. And very glad to hear that Jarrah's been enjoying her neighbors. ;-)
Miss J
I think you have just found the smallest Republican in the world! How funny.
Yikes! :) Lix
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