Truths

Yesterday night, I asked all trick-or-treaters to tell me one true thing, in exchange for candy.
​Here is what I found out:

My favorite color is blue.
I broke four ribs before.
I love science.
I have a lot of brothers (like five).
I love gymnastics.
Reading is my favorite subject in school.
I ride my bike all the way down the hill.
Cats! Baby cats.
Lynx scratch people.
Earth core!
My dad broke his leg when I was a baby.
The Vikings once sailed across a small island.
I was born yesterday (from a kid with no head).
I am taller than him (from a shorter kid in a golden centurion outfit).
I read 256 books over the course of the summer.
I'm nine months pregnant.
I have a katana.
I almost killed a cat with a hatchet.
My favorite animal is a zebra.
I have a doggie.
I like cows.
That's my father.
That's what she thinks.
Daddy long legs aren't spiders.

Most kids seemed totally stumped by the notion that they might be in possession of any truth at all. A few rose, thrilled at the chance to share what they knew. My sense is: a world that welcomes soul nurtures eager knowers. May we build that world together.