I came into the world in the 1950s, and as I age, I find myself feeling more and more grateful for having been born in that time period…
As a child, as many of us then, we would pull out the wooden blocks and big sets of dominoes to build impressive towers, then we would cheer for our masterpieces, take a moment, and happily flip marbles along with a spinning top powered from a pulled string to topple the towers, only to start the whole cycle over again, repeatedly…
I look seriously at US’s Admin Gov and conclude:
Some kids never really reach adulthood and therefore ought to remain in preschool…
WtR