Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Overheard

Over lunch today, my eight-year old daughter was recounting to Daddy and Grandpa the tragic tale of Roland, beloved nephew of the mighty Charlemagne. Roland, sung about by poets through the ages, was a courageous but ill-fated general, tragically struck down in battle because of the spiteful intrigue of a traitor. It was quite the grand story to be told over such humble soup and sandwiches.

When she had finished her tale, and noble Roland lay dead on the battlefield with his uncle the king weeping over his body, her eyes took on their familiar knowing twinkle and she smirked, "The third grade kids at Lone Rock School [her former elementary school] probably wouldn't even be able to pronounce Charlemagne."

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