This morning my daughter will step onto the #49 Western Avenue bus and take it to her first day of high school. I will climb back up to my office and try to lose myself in my work. If I'm able to do that, it will be because I think my kid knows the score as well at 14 as she did at six, when she told me:
Orange wants to be in with red and yellow but they’re bullies so they don’t let him.
Brown is a boy, and friends with black, who is a little grumpy.
And purple is really nice to people and she’s a girl.
Seven and eight are girlfriend and boyfriend.
Nine is a bully. (And a girl.)
Ten is nine's dad.
Six has a crush on five.
(Six is a girl and five is a boy.)
One and two are toddlers.
Four is five (years old), and has a crush on three.
And Dad believes in his girl, because she is 14, and true blue.