You Can Drive?

A few weeks ago I was helping out with my pony club. (It’s like Girls Scouts, but with horses.  And technically it’s coed, but it’s almost always all girls.  I can’t imagine why.)  I was teaching the younger girls how to take apart their bridles and put them back together.  One of them asked me if I could give her a ride the next time, because her house is on my way.  I told her, “Sure, yeah, it’s no problem.”

The girl I was helping with her bridle—this new, very sweet eleven-year-old—looks up at me with wide eyes and awe in her voice: “You can drive?”  She made it sound like the most amazing thing ever.

 I had to stop myself from dying of laughter, because I didn’t want to embarrass her.  “Yes, I can drive.  I’m 25.”

“Oh. Okay then.”  And she went back to cleaning her bridle.  Children say the funniest things.

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