Wednesday, October 22, 2003

In the locker room, I overheard a father and her very young (about three year old) daughter talking. Although I couldn't see either of them, the little girl's sweet, innocent, sing-song voice wafted through the air and caught my attention.

Girl:Daddy, what day is it tomorrow?
Dad:How does the song go?
Girl:(sung to a nursery-school tune)
Monday, Tuesday,
Saturday, Sunday,
and then we start again.
Now, today is Wednesday, so
what day is tomorrow?
- big pause -

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