An Education for our young Aussie.

I'd like to introduce you to one of the bloggers I regularly visit, Ms. Milk. Milk is a 17 year old girl living in Australia. Unlike many of the teenagers of today, she's intelligent, thoughtful, talented, moral and ethical. She writes well, cares about herself and her studies, and is generally a benefit to society, so far (she's yet to prove herself by meaningful employment or tax paying or voting or contributing to high insurance rates by crashing up her car).

However, she's also just 17. Which means as adults, it's our job to impart the knowledge we've gained over the years to the younger members of society. Even if they are not our children. Or in our families. Or our acquaintances. Or we are never actually likely ever to meet them. And especially if they don't want to listen to us old farts talk.

But she's going to listen to me. Or read me.

Today, she's getting some educational correction on some of the misconceptions living in Australia has given her. I'm going to do it in the stylings of the most famous person ever to come out of Australia, too.
That's not a bear!

This is a bear!

That's not a winter!

This is a winter!

That's not a barbie!

This is a barbie!

That's not a beer!

This is a beer!

That's not spreadable food!

This is spreadable food!
Miss Milk, I hope you've taken this lesson in life with the best of intentions I can give you. And please don't burst my spleen with your hormonal teenage psychic mojo. I only have one.