I was probably around 12 years old when I started to think I was smarter than my parents. Up until that time I never really questioned them. I never really questioned anything. I was the youngest in a large family and I was surrounded by adults and adult conversation. I guess I just assumed they knew everything. And if they didn’t, at least they knew more than me. I was pretty naïve. I followed the rules and recognized there was a hierarchy.
I was a loner and quite a spacy child, so I didn’t really seek out information. I caught bits and pieces and then just filled in the blanks from my imagination. The resulting scenarios made little to no sense but I never questioned them. Like the Government. I thought it was one person. He seemed to have a lot of power, but no one seemed to like him. I wondered what his real name was. And if no one liked him, why was he in charge? That was not how my group of 5 year old’s rolled.
As card carrying Lutherans we prayed before meals. The last line in our go to prayer was “and may this food to us be blessed. What I heard and subsequesntly repeated was “tomatoe food to us be blessed.” I did have small qualms when we had meals without any tomatoes. And yet, did I ever ask? Nope. I just kept thanking God for tomatoes.
I learned at a young age that the world was round. I knew it to be true because people I trusted told me so. Apparently many years before I was born there were some truly gullible people who thought the world was flat. Fools. But I did wonder how far you had to walk until you could touch the side. I thought we lived on the inside of this big round earth.
I was 6 when I found out my last name was Pedersen. We were sorting through Christmas decorations one year and I found a home-made angel. The back said “Anne Pedersen”. Anne was my older sister. When I asked what Pedersen was, my brother laughed hysterically. A clue as to why I never asked questions. Anyways, Mom explained it was our last name. One that the family shared. Hmmm. Good to know.
So by the time I was 12 I had learned some very important things. My last name was Pedersen, there was more than one guy in the government, I lived on the outside of the earth and I was thankful to God for many things. Especially tomatoes. My parents had met their match and I was well on my way. I had friends that knew things and I was venturing out into the world.