Last week, I took lunch up to school for each of my kids. I have three kids in school, so each lunchtime I squeezed in the table and made my acquaintance with all the mini people staring me down. After getting peppered with an array of questions, they realized this foreigner wasn’t a threat, the table relaxed into it’s natural state, with periodic smiles and sideway glances, I was immersed into a childhood world.
It was the boy’s second grade table that made me smile the most. As their genuine conversation unfolded between Porter and his best friend, I couldn’t resist pulling out my phone and documenting their conversation. I’m sure I looked like an uncaring parent feverishly texting some unknown person, but I didn’t want to miss one word of what was being said, and now I share with you,
A Conversation of Second Graders
Friend: My dad’s a mechanic.
Porter: My grandpa’s a mechanic.
F: My dad’s boss is Jim.
P: My grandpa’s name is Larry.
F: He gets cuts everyday.
P: He works on hot rods.
F: My mom works at the YMCA.
P: Did your mom sign me up for football?
Kid C: I play soccer.
P: I’m not a fan of soccer.
F: Do you know any Rams players?
Kid C: When I lived in Chicago, I played soccer everyday.
F: Sam Bradford…Steve Jackson…
P: Did you know the Eagles quarterback’s last name is Sanchez?
F: Trey Mason…Gibson, and um…Clayton
P: Why’d you bring your rubber pencil holder?
F: Because it smells good.
Kid D: I play soccer for 4 hours everyday.
P: Wow. That’s good exercise.
F: On the Chargers I know Matthews. On the Green Bay Packers…I don’t know.
P: The quarterback for Green Bay is Aaron Rogers.
F: I know the Miami Dolphins.
Kid C: Chicago sucks.
P: No, Chicago is awesome. The Raiders are the #1 worst.
F: They lost 0-52.
P: I know. That was a great game.
F: I was playing football with my toys.
P: You were playing football with your toys?
F: My dad is a mechanic.
The cafeteria lights go out, and silence falls over the room, as everyone prepares for clean-up.
That, my friends, is the best conversation I’d heard all day.