or, 2012: The Year We Make Confetti
I was on an errand for my mother when I first found out.
Purchase a loaf of bread and bring it home – that was all I had to do. When I think back on those occasional grocery missions, they were neither necessary nor urgent tasks. I used to think it was her way to make me stop pestering her about wanting to ride my bike somewhere, anywhere.
But, I think she was trying to teach me some responsibility and independence…”and don’t forget the change!”
But, education is about more than the 3R’s as this event bore out.