Words of Wisdom

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There is a gang of 4-year-olds in the next youth theatre show. One of the backstage jobs I've assigned myself is waking them to and from the greenroom.

Last night, out of the clear blue sky, one of them looked up at me and said:

"When I grow up and lose my job I'll lose everything, but I'll be okay because I won't be a doctor anymore but then I'll be an ice skater."

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[queencallipygos.livejournal.com]

My mother worked in a preschool for years and they wrote things like this down. Her favorite one of all time was something a girl told her once about one of her favorite activities with her friends:

"Sometimes, me and my friend Doug like to put glue all over our hands and then we stick our hands together. But then we have to wash the glue off so we can have dinner."