Her cab never came


Yesterday was early dismissal and her cab never came. Her uncle forgot to arrange for her to be picked up and dropped off at Pookey the babysitter’s house after school. (She would kill me for calling Pookey a “babysitter” because she is NOT a babysitter she is a “day care provider”) Anyways, the bus doesn’t reach Pookeys house so she takes a cab to get there every day.

“Oh I am so gonna give it to that Rhonda….always making me wait around” She said. She’s a first name basis kinda girl. I like that.
“I’m sure Rhonda is a nice cab driver and this is a miscommunication, little lady.”
“She is...” she answered. “…she took me through the drive thru for a pop the other day because I told her I had money but she didn’t know it was 32 cents.” A girl that knows how to get what she wants. I like that.

She keeps meatballs in her purse, because yeah…she gets hungry…you don’t keep meatballs in your purse? What’s wrong with you? Her purse is an extension of herself, filled with chaos and charisma. A coat is different from a jacket and a book bag is definitely not backpack…either way, you really should carry both. Ask her about Gotham steel pans, she’ll tell you everything there is to know. Can you believe it??!! Your eggs don’t stick. You sure can pierce your ear with a hole punch…just watch, Mr. Tommy. “Who cares about this cab…I’m going to pierce my ears.”

She begged me to paint her nails. I’m not good at that stuff, but she doesn’t get to do that with her mom.
“SHE LIVES IN A VAN!” she’ll boast.
She’s proud of her for finding a home. What a way to think.
“What color” I asked “POLKA DOT” she responded. What a way to think.  

She will wear high heels on picture day because they make her feel beautiful.
If you think you are a vegetarian you ARE a vegetarian
She’s going to be a troll doll for Halloween for the third year running…because she’s good at it
You are rich if you keep change in scattered piggy banks
And another thing, How aren’t chicken nuggets a food group? HUH? They’re food….

Saved by the Rhonda. After a breath of fresh perspective, just when it started to hurt to giggle, Rhonda pulled up and swept her away.
To blow someone else’s mind.

Comments

  1. This is wild man, almost like a blog haiku. This little girl seems like shes a one woman show and Rhonda is her driver. Stars don't drive themselves.

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    1. Whoever this person is, has the most beautiful soul I can ever imagine. Also, where are you?

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