three examples i must share of how kids are just kids no matter where they are...
at the National Palace in Mexico City, walking through the presidental sections (office, dining rooms, etc.) and as we are in the hall of presidents where the portraits of presidents past are hung i overhear a young man, probably 14 or 15 say (in spanish of course) to no one in particular,
" blah blah blah dead presidents...blah blah blah. when do we get to the good stuff?!"
a few days later i was at a cafe where a mother and her 5 or 6 year old daughter were sitting waiting for their order of food to take home. the little girl was in a pink leotard, pink tights and sandals and her mother was carrying a small backpack and a pair of ballet slippers. as they waited they had the following exchange:
mother: "come here and put on your skirt and shirt"
girl: "i cant"
mother: "what do you mean you cant?!"
girl: "because then i wont be a ballerina anymore!"
and then there was this exchange between two siblings (boy probably 12 years and girl probably 9 or 10) at the market.
boy: "why dont you ever listen to me?"
girl: "i listen"
boy: "but you dont do what i say. i am older you know."
girl: "yes but that doesnt make you smarter."
somethings just cross all cultures!
I LOVE this!!!!
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