I Get It--I'm Old
On my last birthday I turned old. I know this because of several things. First, a few weeks before my birthday I was helping my granddaughter Ellie practice for a spelling test. One of the words was “old.” I went down the list, pronouncing each word and using it in a silly sentence, then having Ellie spell it. When I came to “old,” before I could come up with a silly sentence, Ellie very matter-of-factly said, “Like you, grandma.” Ellie is in the first grade. She thinks anyone over the age of 15 is old, so her words alone didn’t clue me in that my looming birthday would brand me as old.