Saturday, January 10, 2009
"I've got an essay for you. I've done two pages and it's got a staple and everything."
"Thank you. Well done!"
Then I read it. He'd decided to write about whether the legal age for drinking in Scotland should be raised from 18 to 21. The first paragraph was:
A young adult waiting his or her life to get to that age where there are finally treated/told they are an adult at the age of 18 would most certainly rebel against the raised age for drinking law as being told they are an adult and then having someone taking away one of there responsibilities and at the age where there are wanting to try new things, these are the people that the government say can vote, stand in parliament, smoke and get married but to drink would not be allowed.
And there were two very similar pages to follow. Lucky me.
The staple was the best part.