So I picked Grace up from Brownies today. They were running late, so rather than wait at the front door, I went into the school and peeked in the room to watch my beloved daughter at her group social activity with the typical kids.
I saw a rather extraordinarily dressed woman singing with the girls. She looked like the 70s love child of a cross-dressing Gay Pride marcher and a 5 year-old girl's glamour ideal. She had on a floaty dress made of different coloured scarves, a Rainbow shawl, a bad blond 70's wig and silver bedazzled high-heeled pumps. -actually the pumps wouldn't have been too bad but they were round-toe covered platforms. If you are going to go high, you may as well go pointy, in my opinion. And I don't like the covered platform look. I think only Gucci did it well. (But I digress)
So they sang their song and she tried to flog the kids a CD and a book. Grace took only the flyer, slung it in her backpack and seemed in a hurry to leave. We talked on the way home:
So Grace, did you like the Rainbow Lady?"
"I don't know"
"What did she talk about?"
"About helping people and stuff"
"well, that's not bad, is it?"
"No ...but she said we all have a rainbow in our hearts and that just isn't true."
Knowing Grace as I do, I figured she wrote the Rainbow Lady off as soon as she heard that "Rainbow in our heats" bullshit (Grace is very literal and she owns a book on the Human Body -no rainbows!). After that, it didn't matter what the Rainbow Lady said, as far as Grace was concerned; Ms Rainbow could have offered a feasible solution to the economy or World peace and it woudl have fallen on the deaf ears of Grace. The Rainbow Lady had tried to bullshit Grace once and that was it. Everything she said thereafter (or therebefore!) must be rubbish.
I guess the Rainbow Lady never factored Aspies into the equation when she was writing her material.
Methinks it is time the Rainbow Ladies embraced the new Millenium.