Told Ya So

I went to a Catholic school up until second grade. One day, we had a guest come in to teach us about Indians. Little did he know that my parents had introduced me to colonial reenacting and 18th century life, and had been participating since before I was born!

Part of his discussion was showing how to start a fire using only flint and steel. As he did so, I corrected him on how it was actually done. The guest speaker looked directly at me, pursed his lips, and incorrectly continued his demonstration.

I shook my head, and remarked aloud once more, "No, that's not right."

He looked up sharply and groused, "Okay, if you know so much about how it's done, why don't you come up and show me!"

So I set Sister Regina's desk on fire!