As soon as Little Biker Boy got into my car, he reached over
to begin fiddling with the buttons on the radio. I’d been listening to a CD that my father had burned for
me, and the song “Ain’t Misbehaving” filled the car. Biker Boy rolled his eyes,
and immediately began hitting buttons to turn it off.
“Wait,” I said to him. “Listen to a couple of the songs on
that CD.”
He listened for about 6 seconds, then reached to turn it
off. “I don’t like that kind of music,” he said. “I listen to rap.”
“I know, but just listen, and then I’ll tell you why,” I
said. He sighed deeply and leaned back in his seat.
After about 10 more seconds, he reached to fiddle with the
buttons again. “Why do I gotta listen to this?”
“You know the people on it,” I said.
“No, I don’t,” he said. He folded his arms. “I don’t like
this kind of music.”
“They live in my house,” I said. He straightened up,
suddenly interested, and looked at me sideways.
“See if you can guess who they are,” I said.
“The piano – that’s Shaggy Hair Boy!” he said. He grinned.
“Yep. Now listen to the guy singing. He sounds like a
grown-up, but he’s really just a very shy teenager,” I said.
“With-a-Why?” he asked. “That’s him singing?”
“Yep,” I said. “And the clarinet is my father. You’ve met
him before.”
He turned up the volume. “THEY’RE ON THE RADIO.”
“Not exactly. It’s just a CD they recorded,” I explained.
“That is sooo cool,” he said. “Do you think they can put me
on there?”
“You mean … record you singing?” I asked.
“No,” he said. “I mean, put me in the song.”
He began swaying back and forth in his seat, and started
rapping in a deep voice: “Yo Biker Boy, this song’s about you.”
And for the rest of the car ride, he made up his own words
to go along with the jazz standards my father and sons had recorded.
8 comments:
I love it.
Ha! We do tend to find value in things if we value the people that create them!
::love::
HA! That's wonderful! Good work, jo(e)!!!!
Funny and true how one's (our's) perspective can change by adding or withholding certain information.
You're giving him such valuable cognitive experience.
this makes me smile!
This is so sweet.
"THEY'RE ON THE RADIO."
Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
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