I asked Veronica if she wanted to come Vote with me. She got all excited and said she wanted to go on the boat.
whoops. No, I had to explain to her with new words that we were going to vote, she would get a sticker. And voting is how we pick the people that were in charge. The president, congress senators, governors…and she’d get a sticker.
I told her she had to be a big girl to vote. ‘I’m a big girl.”
“How old are you?”
“You have to be 18 to vote. That is fourteen years away.”
The people inside were very friendly, no surprise. I showed her the signs in different languages. The offered her a sticker right away, and then greeted her in spanish, vietnamese and chinese.
She pressed the inka dot for me, and the poll worker let her put the ballot into the machine.
She said goodbye to everyone, and carried my sample ballot home.