The day before school shut down for its spring fumagation week, I was at THE DOLLAR STORE (where, according to Rufus, you go when you need to get some more dollars), and I bought a crossword puzzle book on the spur of the moment, one of those easy ones at the checkout stand. I had just watched this movie, Wordplay, and was thinking I would be smart enough to try a crossword, especially if I could peek at the answers in the back of the book. After buying the puzzle book, I went to the school to eat some dirt-sprinkled chili on the windy playground at Rufus' Cowboy Cookout Day. He left early with me, after the feast, and later, while we were waiting for Boudreaux-the-Studious-One to get out of school, Rufus found the crossword book. He opened it, grabbed a pencil, asked me how it worked, and immediately started trying to solve a puzzle. I though this was crazy. What kindergartener can do a crossword puzzle for adults? So I let him be. His mouth was shut.
The next day, we were all in the car and he gets out his book. He's completed about 1/3 of the puzzle. The following issues forth from the back seat:
"I thought the three-letter-word for uncooked was 'raw,' but that doesn't fit."
Fatty, who always takes the bait: "How many spaces do you have?"
R: "Three, but the first letter has to be 'W.'"
F: "Well, that word with a W might be wrong. What's the clue for that word?"
R: "'A female parent', five letters across...but I am 100% positive I have that one filled in right. I know what we call you: 'WOMAN.'"
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