8-year-old Pundit
Last night I found my journal from third grade in my parents’ basement.
The year was 1988. A less than heated presidential race had just wrapped. This is my entry from 11/8/88, the day after election day:
“Last night Bush won. Bush LIES. His own mother is voteing [sic] for DUKAKIS because she knows that Bush is LIEING [sic]! I hate BUSH!”
Kids say the darndest things.
That’s hilarious! And so true. Like father, like son.