Happy Fourth

True story:  My birthday is tomorrow.  As a child, I was sure that all the fireworks and bar-b-queing and patriotic hub-bub was in honor of my birthday.  A sort of pre-celebration if you will.  The adults in my life thought it was sweet and let me continue with my little fantasy.  Others, I'm sure, thought I was enjoying a harmless joke but knew the truth.  Until, in the fourth grade, while studying American independence from Britain, Mrs. Bergman elucidated the meaning behind the fireworks and bar-b-ques.  I, of course, corrected her knowing full well that the festivities were for my birthday.  She simply looked at me with pity and said, "Very funny Sarah, please sit down." Happy fourth everyone!

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