A large part of the pleasure I derive from dirtfishing is that I get a chance to do something outdoors and alone. I've worked with special ability kids for 34 years, so I'm not too interested in having children joined at the hip watching me search. When metal detecting and approached by a child, I usually try to "ignore them" or say that I can't hear well with the headphones on.
Recently, I only had a half hour free time, so I went to a nearby volley ball court/playground complex to pick up some clad. Almost immediately, a little Shirley Temple type came right up and said "Whatcha DOin MISSSSter? I broke my rules and said "Looking for money". She stood there a full minute before she said "Are you POOR?" I knew there was no acceptable answer that would not lead to an endless stream of questions, so I just said smiled and said "I'll be ok", turned off the machine, and left. I was sure that she was about to offer me her lunch money.
Nice kid.
Tagamet
Recently, I only had a half hour free time, so I went to a nearby volley ball court/playground complex to pick up some clad. Almost immediately, a little Shirley Temple type came right up and said "Whatcha DOin MISSSSter? I broke my rules and said "Looking for money". She stood there a full minute before she said "Are you POOR?" I knew there was no acceptable answer that would not lead to an endless stream of questions, so I just said smiled and said "I'll be ok", turned off the machine, and left. I was sure that she was about to offer me her lunch money.
Nice kid.
Tagamet