Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for October 19, 2019

Join the club….

I have been failing badly lately.

I need a re-test…

That’s because it is!

Unfortunately you only get one go at it.

Aunty, rumor has it you dropped out the fifth year of third grade.

The grades for my life indicate I didn’t either.

You don’t really wanna pass anyway.

When I was in the hospital last week having a hip replacement, the head floor nurse was a very friendly, talky young woman of about 35. She is in a happy relationship with a military career guy. She shared all their plans: he apparently has made spread sheets and projection charts and what not for the directions their lives will take after he’s retired from the military. Being 70+, I smiled to myself, thinking how all those charts and prognostications and predictions mean absolutely NOTHING. Because I’m also pretty smart and kindly as well as mature and experienced [grin/wink], I didn’t say a word. I’m glad there are still young people who have optimism, and, when those charts/predictions/plans go awry through outside influences, I hope her/their optimism and strength is enough to get them through.

I have that dream often…

No, Aunty….. it’s called a hangover.

I studied. They changed the Questions.

We never really get much instruction. We each learn on our own.