Faster Than Fast

On Friday when Brandon got home from school, we were sitting outside eating a snack.

"That Mrs. Brabenec son--" he said.

"Noah?" I asked.

"Yeah, Noah. He was racing the other kids today and just leaving them all behind. They would just race him and race him. But he always would win."

"So, he's pretty fast," I commented.

"Really fast," he replied.

"Faster than you?" I asked.

He shot me a a look that asked "are you kidding me?" (I was) and said, "Way faster."

"Is he as fast as Bolt?" I asked this time.

"Bolt? Oh, he's way faster than him. He is so fast. He's faster than Bolt."

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Noah Brabenec, when you win your first gold, think of Brandon McWilliams your first fan.

 

(Mrs. Brabenec is Brandon's Kinder teacher)