I really like talking to kids. It’s so different from talking to adults because there’s none of that being politically correct nonsense. They don’t beat around the bush and they say it like it is.
Then you grow up and start using euphemisms and double entendres and satire to say something that seems perfectly innocuous but it’s far nastier than just coming out and calling a spade a spade. And sometimes I get so sick of it that I’d much rather be spending my time talking to children. Also because they crack me up.
I have a friend’s kid who’s like the smartest 8-year-old I know. She’s like totally my kind of kid. Smart, witty and insanely hilarious.
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The awesome thing about 8-year-olds is that they are old enough to really understand stuff and they don’t give two hoots about being politically correct.
Joie: Sometimes I wish I could be a boy. It’s tough being a girl.
Me: It’s fun to be a girl. You can do all sorts of girly stuff.
Joie: No, girls have to get pregnant and give birth. And boys just sit around and play computer games and drink coffee.
Me: Yeah, you’re right. It totally sucks to be a girl.
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Joie: What are your favorite subjects in school?
Me: Well I liked Literature and a little bit of History. Not so good at Math.
Joie: I like dead bodies.
*stunned silence*
Me: You like what again?
Joie: You know, dead… like died?
Me: Why, why would that even be relevant to the conversation?
Joie: You get to cut up dead bodies.
Me: Ohhhhhhh, like in biology and pre-med. I guess that is kinda cool. You get to cut up frogs and hamsters.
Joie: Can I don’t cut up my hammie?
Me: I’m pretty sure that can be arranged.
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Joie: Did you watch this show last week where the guy got trapped in the mountains and died and woke up after 4 days?
Me: Er, no. Is it like a true story?
Joie: Ya, it’s a true story. He was frozen and he really died. Then he came back to life after 4 days. And his brain wasn’t working.
Me: Like Jesus? Except that it was like 3 days instead of 4.
Joie: Not really like Jesus. Jesus wasn’t frozen, you know.
Me: Excellent point. Jesus is way cooler.
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Those conversations are some of the best. However, some of those bigger conversations are just as engaging and heart-warming. I must admit, I do love the out-of-the-box little people conversation!
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kids they never put much thought on what they gonna say and their mind still not polluted by nonsense things… that what make them better listener and friends to talk with. :D
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Yo, this is Joie. I really enjoy chatting with you. You are so COOL to hang out with! Your blog is fabulous. I hope you will write about me again. Keep it up, man man man man man man man man !! YO YO YO YO YOYO !!! I love you muchie, Jie Jie Daf!
“Jesus is way cooler” is soooooo the unintended pun of the year.
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