Thursday, September 20, 2007

Wisdom of children

Riding our bikes to school this morning, singing snatches of nonsense song and talking about nothing much, I tell F that one day he will be leader of the world. (I have no idea why.)

'Oh no,' he says, suddenly serious. 'I wouldn't want to do that.'

'Why not?'

'Because you'd look so important, no one would talk to you.'

'Oh. That's probably true. What about if you were leader of Australia?'

'Yep. Still too important.'

The little man on the pedestrian lights flashes green. F pedals ahead, over the main road.

He calls over his shoulder: 'I'd like to be leader of Yarraville, though.'

6 comments:

gigglewick said...

What a sensible child you have there!

On the other hand, I'm not sure how important JH looks in those tracksuits.

Ariel said...

Hmmm ... you have a point there!

Watershedd said...

And Yarraville is such a nice psrt of the world to be the leader of! Do you reckon he would consider expanding his boundaries to include as far as Williamstown and it's beaches, not to mention the Newport Strand? All my childhood days filled with the pleasures of those areas.

redcap said...

That's really cute. But tell him that being mayor could potentially be even worse than being Prime Minister, but with less pay. (I've sat through far too many council meetings in my time :P )

Helen said...

Tell F. I'm a Yarravillain, and if he isn't a good leader I will be Revolting.

Ariel said...

I shall tell him to do so, Watershedd! I'm sure he'd be up for it.

Helen, consider him warned ...