Leaving Josh at play school is pretty gut wrenching. He loves going (twice a week now), but when you say goodbye and leave the room, he just stands there. He looks like a lost little orphan – lonely, helpless and with no friends.
But it’s not true. I think he is The Don, The Enforcer, King of the Hill. He is one of the youngest in his class but also one of the biggest.
All the kids know his name, even the kids in the class above his. They all know me too and I’ve only been there twice! They know his sister who is two classes below him. When he arrives in the morning, they all say hello to him and when he leaves, they all say good bye.
Nobody argues or fights or pushes him. I reckon he carries a hit list in his pocket, just in case somebody crosses him.
So I don’t reckon he is the lost orphan that he seems. More like a Don looking out over his mob, making sure nobody is stepping out of line.
Reminds me of a scene from a famous movie:
Don Corleone: How’s your boy?
Michael: He’s good.
Don Corleone: You know, he looks more like you every day.
Michael: He’s smarter than I am. Three years old, and he can already read the funny papers.
Don Corleone: [laughs] Read the funny papers…