A Punk in the Making

On Friday I went to TLC (the after school program at my old elementary school) to pick up my friend's sister with her. We usually just stay and hang out there for a while. We frolicked over to the US map that is painted on the blacktop to play State Tag. I invited these three 2nd grade boys to play with us... and noticed that one of them was wearing ripped skinny jeans, Converse, a chain on his jeans and around his neck, and a little punk beanie. This boy was in 2nd grade.

So we proceeded to play with our new friends. The one mini-punk proceeded to be a little brat. Foreal. I was asking him if he thought he was Scene, if he skated...trying to figure out if this was really a little punk or just a sweet little boy with a skater appearance. He turned out to be the first option. He tried to be all rebellious and rude. Example:

"So do you skate?"
"No."
"Do you act Scene?"
"No."
"Do you think you're cool?"
"DO YOU EVER SHUT UP!?"

Woah. Little skater boy! Trying to tell me off! Well. I would not take this. I tried to mold his future to be a meaningful one.

"Are you going to grow up to be a lawyer?"
"No."
"Are you going to grow up to be a punk?"
"No."
"Are you going to grow up to be a ballerina?"
"ARE YOU GOING TO GROW UP TO BE ANNOYING!?"

This "insult" was met by little snickers from his groupies. I was quite startled buy this boy. Was he foreal in second grade? What is today's world teaching little kids?

I then stole his hat and ran around with it until a leader made me give it back. He continued to use the same insult format as stated above to try to tear me down.

But beware, little sk8r punk...

Heather Leith will not be broken.