Something Like a Star

Tonight, Oot brought me a penny he’d found on the floor.


“Look,” he said. “It’s burned.”


Say something to us we can learn By heart and when alone repeat. Say something! And it says, 'I burn.'


It wasn’t a bad guess, everything said. A good guess, but wrong. It’s corroded.


For half a moment I thought about correcting him on this, but I didn’t.


Looking back, I could come up with some excuse for *why* I didn’t correct him. I could claim that corrosion is sort of like a slow chemical burning. But that would be bullshittery. The truth was, at that moment, it didn’t feel right to correct my boy. So I did...

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Published on April 06, 2014 17:46
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message 1: by David (new)

David I'm liking your posts like this.


message 2: by Mary (new)

Mary After Vol. 333, maybe a parenting book? I loved your insights here.


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