There are some days when I am very, very thankful that I hang with a bunch of laid-back homeschool, granola-crunching moms and teachers. If my child were in public school, I sort of have to wonder if they would be as cool or laid-back.
Take the other day for instance when we were at the Waldorf school for Emily’s Friday classes. I was there picking Emily up at the end of the day and one of the teachers came up and said, “Emily taught us all about how to kill a chicken today.”
“Oh,” I said, my heart skipping a beat, “she did?”
“Yes, she said you ‘take them for a ride’ until the neck breaks.” She smiled, “She even reproduced the sound of the neck snapping.”
If it weren’t for the fact that the kid is so darned cute, I don’t doubt that people would be calling social services or worse.
As it is, she is pretty darn engaging.
But I do wish she would refrain from all of the nitty gritty details of our chicken-killing ways. I fear I might scare some people off!