Cinco de Mayo! And the day is perfect. I am hoping to convince my foster granddaughter to go to the zoo and see the new baby otters. First I have a voice lesson and afterward the chorus. I love the otter exhibit anyway, because there are plexiglass parts of the pond and you can see them underwater. Even a small child can watch. Though she will be six in June and is not the tiny thing I used to stroll around looking at animals. She's part teenager and part small child and part conflicted, strong personality. Her complexity reminds me that we were not simple little beings when we were young. We were full of everything that fills us now, but with less impulse control and overview.
Through watching these two granddaughters, I've remembered and discovered a lot about myself when I was young. All the jealousy, disappointment, feelings of powerlessness come up, as well as the adoration of the mother and curiosity and freshness. We are turbulent little beings. The socialization takes a very long time. In some of us it never happens, in others it's truncated. We are innocent, but we are not simple.
Now, I am not innocent, but I am more simple.
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