I was taking the bus home and witnessed an event both funny and sad. At one point, a little boy got excited and started pointing at a window. “That’s a prison, Mommy, isn’t it?” He was shouting and smiling–like he expected a cookie or something for getting it right.
Actually, he was wrong–very wrong. What he pointed out as a prison was actually the parking lot for a local college. He saw the parking attending and chainlink fence and automatically associated it with prison. Even worse, his mama didn’t correct him–she didn’t know what it was. 😦