I was on the bus the other day - two day...s ago
a boy and his mother - she must have been west indian - talking
She kept saying "my point is" and gently critiquing his teachers
he talked confidently about his grades and homework and
spoke as she, much gusto, much sensitivity, much clarity
"I had loads and loads and loads of..." "You were bent on..."
He was probably thirteen.
They laughed and were gentle. "My point is..."
I loved them for a whole fifteen minutes.