I was looking at the newspaper after breakfast when my 11-year old son, Ryland said, “Oh, I know her.”
“That’s Storm from X-Men,” I said.
“Oh, no, wait. She looks different,” he said.
“She changes her hair a lot,” I said. “Sometimes it’s long, sometimes it’s short. I don’t like her white hair when she’s Storm.”
“She looks old?”
“Eh, it just doesn’t look good on her.”
I told him what the newspaper article I was reading is about. The title, “Cop feels Berry special, helps her jump queue.”
Me: Halle Berry was at a Canadian airport and she got ahead of a long line. She got special treatment just because she’s a celebrity. That’s not fair. Right?
Him: Where was she going?
Me: You see, she’s married to this French guy. He’s Canadian. Maybe they were visiting family. It says here they were at a Montreal Airport. She’s American, see. Maybe they’re going back to the U.S.
I continued reading the article.
Me: Oh, let’s see. It says here that it was an hour long line. If I was in that line I’d probably get mad if they got ahead of me.
Him: But that’s just one person.
Me: I know, but let’s say there’s about a hundred people in that line that has been waiting for an hour, and then here they come and they get to the front of the line. That’s not fair.
Him: Yeah, but that’s just one person you have to let in.
I was thinking, my son isn’t getting this? How am I going to explain this to him?
Me: You know how at Superstore when there’s a long line and I have to wait? Oh, remember that one time at Sears? I was waiting in line for a long time, and then there was this lady who tried to cut in front of me? Well, she didn’t know where the line started. But I felt that wasn’t fair. Well, I didn’t really get mad that time because she was an old lady. But you know what I mean?
Him: Wait, were they paying at the airport?
Me: No, but at the airport, they have to check your passports and your identification and your papers and all these stuff.
Him: Oh, now you tell me this. (Lightbulb moment, finally) Were they saying anything bad about them?
Me: Well, not exactly, it just says here that people saw them get ahead to the front of the line.
Him: Were the people waiting in line mad at them?
Me: Well, no. But if I was one of those people, I think I might be mad?
Him: If it was Michael Jackson, would you be mad?
I started to laugh out loud.
Me: Ha ha ha. That’s a good one, Ryland. You got me there. No, I don’t think I’d me mad. I’d probably be too excited to get mad. I might even take his pictures.
Him: But he’s dead now.
I’m shaking my head now.
Me: That’s a good one Ryland. No, I don’t think I’d be shouting unfair if I was there and if it was Michael Jackson or some other famous celebrity. You got a good point there Ryland.
How about that? He got me really good there.