I came home expecting to comfort my exhausted six-year-old, but she announced she was retiring from school—and canceled it the moment she learned the cost.
“Yes.”“I’ve even planned my retirement party.”I asked,“Who are you inviting?”She started counting.“My best friend…”“My biscuit seller…”“The ice cream man…”“And my class teacher.”I laughed.“Why invite your class teacher?”She smiled.“So she can finally believe…”“…that I’m not coming back on Monday.”Her daddy finally said,“Vivian…”“Children don’t retire.”She folded her arms.“Then explain why every morning I wake up tired…”“…and every…