I'm laughing because my friend who runs the bookstore I once worked at still remembers the time I told her, in somewhat mock frustration, that I never wanted to hear another grandmother tell me she was looking for a book for her grandchild who "reads above grade level."DAMN, dude. https://t.co/hnHuWBkGFN
— Rick Wilson (@TheRickWilson) May 12, 2022
Because no one (well, not literally) ever came in asking for a book for their perfectly average grandchild.
And no, my parents never treated me like that, either. It was a generational thing. Years of self-examination allowed me to reconcile myself with my limitations. And my parent's expectations.
So it goes. π€ͺπ§
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