My nephew Bruce was about 3 years old and he was walking back from Nursery with his Mum.
That morning the children had been learning their colours.
As they were walking along the road, Bruce was practising by telling his Mum the colour of things.
"Look, Mummy! That's a blue gate."
"Isn't that a black gate, Mummy?"
"Oh look! There's a green gate."
As they were going along, a young asian man was walking towards them.
Bruce asked, at the top of his voice,
"MUMMY, WHAT COLOUR'S THAT MISTER?"
His mum was absolutely mortified.
The young man, turned on his heels and walked back towards them.
He ruffled Bruce's hair gently and said,
"I'm BROWN, sonny, and your Mum is RED."
8 comments:
Bless them - so many times you wish the ground would just swallow you up!
How embarrassing - been there on that one! I will tell it one day!
Lovely story, reminds me of similar times when my own children were younger...
Jille x
OOPS !
Love that, but what a nice bloke.
Hugs RosieP x
But what a lovely response. Shame everything can't be answered as naturally as that.
Oh boy! Kids just tell it how it is don't they? The innocence of youth not marred by predjudice or 'political correctness'! I miss it a lot...my youth that is, I wasn't always that innocent LOL!
What a great guy :)
Reminds me of the story my Mother loves to tell everyone about the time she and my big brother were on an escalator in London and there was lady in a mini skirt infront of them. My brother very innocently and apparently very loudly asked my Mother 'Why has that lady got no knickers on Mummy?' It was the late 60's I knew they had the mini skirts but I didn't know the commando craze was popular back then too.
LMAO
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