Instructor Tom: Losing Time
I discovered a pair three-year-olds holed up underneath our loft, surrounded by stuffed animals, cracking each other up with rhymes.“Bunny wunny!”“Teddy beddy!”“Doggie joggy!” It was a foolish, nearly wild recreation, one punctuated by breathless laughter and the occasional animal throwing.One of the crucial pernicious of our societal misconceptions is the one that means that if…