My six-year-old strikes again.
Upon learning that I went back to school to attend a meeting, he asked in all sincerity, “Why do adults have meetings?”
“So that we can work with one another,” I answered after a brief pause.
“Why?” he asked.
“So that we can create beautiful things,”
“Why?”
“So that the world will be a nicer place,”
“Why?”
“So that you can eat shit” I wanted to put an end to this conversation because he was in a persistent enquiring mood. My six-year-old boy seems to be all about human wastes, so I was just parroting him.
Anyway, I hope that he finds a good reason to explain the purpose of meetings when he grows up.