We're All Crazy Mennonites
We went to Copper Falls State Park today (pictures coming soon.) While in the park, I noticed some very inbred-looking boys running around the main parking lot (I'm sorry, but they were totally inbred-looking and you all would have thought the same.) They seemed to be dressed unusually, also, but mostly, I just noticed how they looked like their gene pool was quite shallow.
Later, on the trail, these same boys rounded a bend and I noticed that they must be a religious sect, for their hair seemed a tad bit too-oddly cut and their shirts and pants were all the same style. I almost whispered to Brent, "So, what weird religious sect is this (of course, forgetting that when it comes to religions, they're all weird, yes, even the one I was brainwashed in, I mean, grew up in. Just as I was about to whisper it, around the bend came the wife, sporting the very fashionable head wear of the Mennonite women. So, no words were necesssary. The kids with the husband and wife weren't even countable, they were so numerous. Brent made a comment that they shun modern conveniences, yet the littlest one had a Nuk plugged in. I do admit, the Mennonites confuse me: (or, as Caveman Lawyer says, "both frighten and confuse me") I know they use cars, so I guess the Nuk thing isn't too weird. What upset me was we were on a 1.7mi unpaved trail and their two toddling ones were barefoot with no footwear in sight. Yes, yes, I guess this is me not being tolerant of other cultures. I'm sure they toddle around the farm barefoot, but this isn't their farm. I was watching them stumble over sharp rocks with no protection on their feet and it upset me.
A ways down the trail, Tristan and Aislinn.... or was it Shaw (I don't even remember now) started bickering and Tristan shoved the other one. This led to one of the quotes of the day:
Me: "Hey, the Mennonite kids weren't fighting and there were like twenty of them! Seriously! Why can't you kids be like the Mennonites?!"
Later, Shaw was making himself skid along the trail, laughing as he went.
Tristan: "It won't be funny when you're dead."
Even later, we were at an overlook and Brent mentioned to Tristan that, perhaps Tristan's Maples would be happier being replanted there in the forest where they could have lots of friends (the other trees.)
Tristan: "They don't have friends! They fell out of the trees! I put them in the ground. I'm their creator!
Later, on the trail, these same boys rounded a bend and I noticed that they must be a religious sect, for their hair seemed a tad bit too-oddly cut and their shirts and pants were all the same style. I almost whispered to Brent, "So, what weird religious sect is this (of course, forgetting that when it comes to religions, they're all weird, yes, even the one I was brainwashed in, I mean, grew up in. Just as I was about to whisper it, around the bend came the wife, sporting the very fashionable head wear of the Mennonite women. So, no words were necesssary. The kids with the husband and wife weren't even countable, they were so numerous. Brent made a comment that they shun modern conveniences, yet the littlest one had a Nuk plugged in. I do admit, the Mennonites confuse me: (or, as Caveman Lawyer says, "both frighten and confuse me") I know they use cars, so I guess the Nuk thing isn't too weird. What upset me was we were on a 1.7mi unpaved trail and their two toddling ones were barefoot with no footwear in sight. Yes, yes, I guess this is me not being tolerant of other cultures. I'm sure they toddle around the farm barefoot, but this isn't their farm. I was watching them stumble over sharp rocks with no protection on their feet and it upset me.
A ways down the trail, Tristan and Aislinn.... or was it Shaw (I don't even remember now) started bickering and Tristan shoved the other one. This led to one of the quotes of the day:
Me: "Hey, the Mennonite kids weren't fighting and there were like twenty of them! Seriously! Why can't you kids be like the Mennonites?!"
Later, Shaw was making himself skid along the trail, laughing as he went.
Tristan: "It won't be funny when you're dead."
Even later, we were at an overlook and Brent mentioned to Tristan that, perhaps Tristan's Maples would be happier being replanted there in the forest where they could have lots of friends (the other trees.)
Tristan: "They don't have friends! They fell out of the trees! I put them in the ground. I'm their creator!