Time: On the way home from church.
Conversation between Gary, Shanda, Garrison, and Simon
"Mom, what's that?"
"What?"
"That big thing, you know, kinda black and with a big long (hand motions) thing on it?"
"Oh, that's a tank."
"A tank?"
"Yup"
"What is that long thing?"
"A gun"
"A GUN!?!?!"
"Yes."
"Why does that thing need a gun?"
"The tank needs a gun so that it can fight."
"Fight?"
"Fight?"
"Yes, fight enemies."
"Who shoots the gun?"
"Well, there are men and women who chose to defend us from our enemies. They get special training and they can shoot the gun. Someday, you can chose to join the army then you can drive a tank. (as an aside to the spouse in the car: I don't think Simon can join the army with his tumor--let's not start on that one though.)
"Well, there are men and women who chose to defend us from our enemies. They get special training and they can shoot the gun. Someday, you can chose to join the army then you can drive a tank. (as an aside to the spouse in the car: I don't think Simon can join the army with his tumor--let's not start on that one though.)
"Where are our enemies?"
"Well. . . they are far away."
"Are they going to shoot us?"
"Are they going to shoot us?"
"Nope, we do not have to worry about being hit by our enemies. They are far away."
"Are there enemies in our neighborhood?"
"nope."
"Oh, I know, enemies live in emenyland (spelling correct). If you go to emenyland, then you will find enemies."
"Sure. Let's just plan on using a tank and shooting the gun in emenyland. Who is excited about the Christmas party tonight?"
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