A Sort Of Politition

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Today my brother had a dentist appointment, and my sister had a doctor's appointment, so in between their appointments, we went out for lunch. We went to a restaurant, which was next door to the pediatrician my sister was going to. As we were sat at our table, we saw this man, who was obviously of some importance (due to the way he dressed). "Hey you should ask if he is a politician!" My mom nudged me, and looked in his direction. I protested and asked her what I was to do if he wasn't a politician, she said to ask him if he was on T.V. Again I protested, and said that he was probably busy or something. But after a few minutes of getting up and sitting back down (and a lot of giggling between the two of us), I finally went to ask him if he was a politician. He replied, and told me that he was sort of like a politician. After introducing himself as the secretary of the economic development, he told me that he had run for senate last year and lost by only a few votes. Then he introduced me to his friend that he was talking to, who happened to be a very old man, and nearly deaf. His name was Joe, and he was wearing a hat that was covered in badges, it declared that he was a veteran from the Korean War. I wondered if that had anything to do with his hearing, but he did also seem to be at least eighty years old. Jon asked me what school I was from, and I told him I was home schooled. He then asked me if I was planning on going to college, and I told him, I had been planning on it my whole life, I told him that I wanted to go college somewhere on the east coast, and preferably to an IV league school. Promptly after that, his friend Joe asked where I went to school and I told him that I was home schooled, in as loud and as clear of a voice I could manage. He told me that he had two grandchildren that are also home schooled, and they were the smartest group of people in the neighborhood. Jon then told me that I seemed like a very bright and smart kid, and throughout the rest of the conversation he kept telling me that. And I repeatedly kept saying thank you. My mom came to the table, and she spoke to them about my former schooling, and how I was younger than everybody in my grade here, and why I was home schooled, and such.
Then she told Jon Barela that I would like to volunteer in the campaign trail, and then she asked him how I would go about it. He told me to that I was to pick a party first, then I was to pick who I was going to volunteer for, such as the senates, or the representatives. Then I was to go down to the district office and sign myself up. He wished me good luck on getting in to the college I wanted, and then he told me it was nice seeing me, in which I replied that it was nice to meet him. The veteran stood up and we shook hands, I smiled and then I left their table and went back to mine. Later as we were going back to the car, I thought it was rather coincidental, considering we were just talking about politics on the way in to the restaurant. My mom proceeded to tell me to pay attention to the signs, and I said I do, I told her that I also believe in coincidences. And she told me that science doesn't. To that I responded that even if I did end up in a science field as my career, even if I do become a scientist or an aerospace engineer, I will always have my beliefs, and that I will always have that balance. Even if they completely disagree with each other.