Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Evil, Dancing, Attendance

Why do people do vile things like steal all the money out of the savings account of the nation's oldest veteran? Like shoot a random teenager dead at a gas station? Like massacre five journalists in their office? Like imprison young children? Like make fun of someone who is disabled? Fio doesn't understand people like that, never will, and really doesn't want to.
There'll be dancing in the street
When Trump is gone
Dancing on the street
And dancing on the lawn
Dancing at dusk
And dancing at dawn
Glad to see the last
Of Putin's pawn
According to Mother's school attendance records, she was never late nor did she miss a day from first grade through eighth. A worthy record, and she expected the same of Fiorella, who was sent off every day, rain or shine, in sickness or in health--except, of course, for scarlet fever, chickenpox, measles, whooping cough, and a couple of bouts of the flu. Yep, Fio never got those extra points for perfect attendance on her report cards.

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