I'd forgotten that the 4ft. tall members of society see the world through a spaghetti-O tainted kaleidoscope...
Little kids have interesting, "Kid-type," questions.
Such as:
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"Do you want to buy your own radio station one day?"
"Have you met Sol-ja-boi?"
Friends...
I have to admit...
The following events were occurring, in no particular order, the last time I had more than an hour of interaction with an under 18-er:
1. Sofia's goldenly girly voice was intro-ing stories with, "Picture it..."
2. I was striking a pose on each and every Cadillac...with pride. That is the Bangles way.
3. I was wearing 2 pairs of socks...different colors...slouched...with a coordinating, over-sized, cuffed t-shirt and stirrup pants...
It was the 80's...and I was a kid too.
But...
Career Day 2008 was fun...
Not because I know how to inspire the next generation with stories of risk & reward or hard work & dedication...
Because...
I used to be a kid too...

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