*warning for winey – get out the smelling salts and start waving them under your nose. because either you or hubby will most likely need them.*
the other day s9 and a11 were playing with their friends on the playground at school. when s9 noticed that one of a11’s friends was wearing a flag as a do rag – i happen to hate the whole flag as a do rag thing, seems so disrespectful – and he loudly said to the friend, “wow, that’s cool. you have an american flag on your head.”
everyone came to a stand still.
i don’t have a picture of the actual do rag, but i can show you the flag.
which is the flag of thailand and not the same as this flag
sure the colors are the same. red, white and blue. but really, what kind of americans are we that our son could confuse these two flags?
for the past week or so i have been quizzing the kids on their american flag knowledge. how many stripes? 13. why 13 stripes? they represent the 13 original colonies. how many stars? 50. why 50 stars? one for each state in the united states of america. and they all three knew these answers without any prodding.
but that wasn’t enough. i asked them to sing the national anthem. and they could. then i had them say the pledge of allegiance. no problems. so it seems it was just a temporary lapse of something on s9’s part. he assures me it will never, ever happen again. and our new house is close enough to the american consulate that we could walk or bike ride by it daily so the kids can have a gander at ol’ glory.
maybe we should make it twice a day.