a free yearbook...

My daughter came home from school talking about an essay contest. She wasn't much into the essay topic and said, actually, that if she were to honestly write about it, well, she wouldn't win. 

"But," she said. "I can write something I don't believe. It'll be easy." 

"Wait," I responded. "What? Why would you do that?" 

"They are bribing me! I get a free year book! And they will read my essay in front of the school and say my name!" 

A Jr. High snapshot of the world: give me some fame and money and I'll tell you I believe what you want me to. 

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