Class Action Nah.

    While I was outside raking this morning, a memory from the past came to mind:
She had returned from school, torn out page from  workbook in hand.  Probably from first or maybe second grade, and she was indignant.  One of her answers had been marked wrong, and it went against everything she believed.  The instructions were to draw a line connecting associated items from the drawings displayed on the page. A cup with a saucer, a bird with a cage, etc.  But where she took umbrage was with the picture of a rake.  She had connected it with the picture of a woman, and the "correct" answer was with a man. She knew in her heart that women were the ones who raked.  Nana and Helen, she stated with certainty. They do the raking.  I believe that at the time she had never seen a man with a  rake in his hands, and it was probably many more years before she saw such a sight.
   I told her it didn't matter,  We know the truth. A perfect opportunity to explain that some are oblivious to it.  A point made without class action lawsuits or twitters.`