Oh, the things we take for granted. Our brains store scads of information that we've accumulated over time and with experience. It's just sitting there, in vast storage cabinets, information that we don't even know we have. For instance: The fact that birds do not like pickles. They would not eat them, and we might even be able to say with conviction, that birds would hate pickles. We also take for granted that the only reason Vlasic has a bird (stork) eating a pickle on their pickle jar label is because....
because....
Wait.
Is there a story behind the Vlasic stork and the pickle?
Does anybody out there know?
"Mom, can you open the pickles?"
"Do you want one?"
"No, I want to feed the birds."
"Birds don't like pickles."
"But I just want to see...can you just open it?"
"They don't, they'll hate those pickles."
"Can I just try?"
There's so much to teach them, more than I've ever realized. And there's only a relatively few years left to pour those filing cabinets full of facts into their little brains.
Sigh.
I guess the quickest way to learn is by experience.
This is well hidden from the neighbors view. We are strange enough for them already.
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