Dad, what’s a green belt?
A green belt, son, is what I use to hold my trousers up.
Doesn’t it mean something else, Dad?
No, son.
Isn’t it something to do with trees?
Trees? You’re not old enough to remember trees.
I know Dad, but at school yesterday...
Never mind yesterday, eat up your soya flakes, or you’ll be late.
Yes, Dad.
[Originally published in VIRIDIAN.]
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