Friday, April 9, 2010

Our Lesson in the Post Office

1970s US postage stamp blockImage via Wikipedia
Since Little Buddy is homeschooled, he gets to enjoy all that life has to offer his dear Mother, too. {Well, I hope you know by all I don't really mean ALL!}

I make several trips each week to the post office for my businesses. Usually I'm in a great big hurry running in, checking the box, dropping off packages and rushing back out to the car to make it to the bank or to UPS or Federal Express or to some other time limited spot.  This trip, I didn't have to rush off to anywhere else. We could spend as little or as long here as needed. And sometimes, you know how it is at the post office, you should plan to spend a looong time.

As we waited in line, Little Buddy started asking me about the different stamps on the wall. He asked me about the types of packages and if they would be working on Good Friday. He asked what time people arrived at work and what time they got off. He asked if I'd ever been to the back part of the post office. Had I ever seen the back of the post office boxes? Did they have a lot of equipment?

Yes, this was a day when the lines were long and moved slowly.

But, his questions were wonderful. I could tell he thought a great deal about each one before he asked it. And I was proud he was curious. And that pride helped me to endure the stares from all of the other people in the line wondering why my child was out of school when all of our area schools were certainly not on break.

I carefully answered each of his questions the absolute best that I could. I remembered seeing the work area [the back] of the post office when I was a child. There were two people who worked at that post office and you could easily see everything. The scene in Sweet Home Alabama when Reese Witherspoon asks the postman if he remembers her is very familiar to the post office of my childhood.

Then, it was our turn at the counter and the post lady asked if she could help us. Before I could say anything, Little Buddy says, "May we have a tour?"

Now, I don't know about you, but that made this homeschooling Mama pretty proud.

{We go back in a few days for our tour and meeting with the postmaster.}



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