I'm not sure what reminded me of this, but when I was six years old my family moved from Montana to rural Utah. At first, my parents couldn't find a place for us to live, so we ended up staying in a hotel for the first month or so in our new town, dining in restaurants when we weren't at school.
One day we were eating, and there was a man who'd had a tracheotomy sitting at a table near us. I kept hearing his robotic voice, and was fascinated by it. I had to leave our table to go to the bathroom, and on the way back I stopped by his table, looked up at him and asked, "Hey Mister, are you from outer space?"
He wasn't. Who knew?
11 comments:
If you had been 10, you would have been a jerk.
too cute! what did he say?
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ha! and that is one of the many reasons i work with kids -- the honesty is fabulous!
glad to see you still say/think totally honest and inappropriate things in adult land -- one of the many reasons i love to read your blog!
NICE I love the innocence of the child question or statement.
Your Mom told me that story. Except she said it was last year.
that's a great story! I love it when kids say, "Mister." It reminds me of television shows that I've never seen because they went off the air fifteen years before I was born.
Actually, you talked to the guy in the parking lot of the Best Western Inn...He laughed and pretended that he was...Dr. Psycho...
Thanks for the comment, but dude, it's either VERY late or VERY early there...!
Seems like a reasonable question to me. Also, excellent Waits song to the side today.
Out of the mouths of babes. Cute.. I would be interested to hear what his reaction was.
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