NaBloPoMo Day 6: After M. taught readin' and 'ritin' (but not 'rithmetic) to her German high school students, we took the afternoon off and walked the Battle Trail of the Minute Man National Historical Park. Quite nice, especially since so few people were there, but we discovered that we are far out of practice just walking around. By the time we'd made it to the end and back (four miles at most), the light had faded and we were pooped!
Our postprandial entertainment was the film Babies, which tracks four infants, from Namibia, Mongolia, Tokyo, and San Francisco, through their first year of life. It was pretty, but also pretty simple. Lesson for would be parents: raise your child in the desert! Life in a marginal environment appears to instill a rough, effective discipline yet does not subtract from playfulness. The children develop faster and the parents don't act like overanxious froofroo goofballs who rolled up their sense with their yoga mats and left it in the trunk of their SUV. Just let the kids roam together (goat and human alike), and they'll probably turn out fine. Worked for me, anyway.
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