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Fred Thomas
I like hanging out with the grandkids. Sometimes they call me "Dad" by mistake which is the best compliment they could give me. I walk home with Warren, age 9, 4th grade several times a week and he always has something interesting to say. Yesterday after his usual high five greeting he said, "I'm having a bad day grandpa. I got a blister on my hand from swinging on the monkey bars, two paper cuts and I almost got stung by a bee." I replied, "Yes indeed Warren, that's some bad luck."
When we got to his house he started right in on his homework after a snack. Ethan, age 14, 9th grade came home next and then lastly Collin, age 11, 6th grade. Everyone had their own stories and once in awhile they ask me questions about their homework. They are much more diligent than I was. Mainly I am there to counteract the propaganda the kids bring home from school like Collin's recent work sheet on renewable energy. After he finished the sheet he said, "I guess we need more renewables." I said, "We need more renewables that make economic sense. Ethanol, windmills and solar panels make no sense because they cannot stand on their own and must be subsidized by taxes. Flatulance could be turned into energy by lighting it. It is completely renewable everytime we eat a plate of beans. Does renewable flatulant energy make economic sense?" The boys all laughed. Liberal propaganda sure is funny.
It's a great way to spend an afternoon, much better than hearing the complaints of the codgers at the old folks home.
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