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| Four faces of G. |
Over lunch this afternoon we
were discussing what we were grateful for about America. When it was time for my
six-year-old to respond, she remarked that she is grateful that there are no
bad guys in America. S was quick to shoot down that answer, explaining that there
are indeed plenty of bad guys in America.
“Okay then,” G replied, “I’m
grateful that there are only nice people in America.”
“Weeeelll,” I intoned, “it’s
true that there are a lot of nice people in America. But not everyone there is
nice, unfortunately. Try again, G.”
“Hmmm. Then I guess that I’m
grateful that in American movies, everybody dresses modestly.”
I’m grateful that G has such
high perceptions of her home country. Perhaps we’ll just live the rest of our
lives abroad so as not to spoil her paradigms.