Cu ceva timp in urma, intr-o Chooseday (yes, a Tuesday with some topping of choose) Liviu si Cosmina ne invitau sa ne imaginam pentru o feliuta mica de timp ca am fi altceva decat suntem zi de zi. Tu ce vrei sa te faci cand vei fi mare?

Children are always a pleasure and a constant source of lift; they are cute, they make our days more enjoyable, full of unforeseen; with their pure minds and souls they simply handle the truth without gloves; for them rules, procedures, convention are useless; they simply tell what they think.

Homework: What do you want to be when you grow up?
The kid’s answer … no comment (But the mother had some; read just after the drawing).

Here’s the reply the teacher received the following day:

Dear Mrs. Jones,
I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer. I work at Home Depot and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week before the blizzard hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had, and then I found one more in the back room, and that several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn’t show me dancing around a pole. It is supposed to depict me selling the last snow shovel we had at Home Depot. From now on I will remember to check her homework more thoroughly before she turns it in.