“The thing is, situational awareness is still key, Pearlie. For example, I am sojourning with your cousin Vincent in Tinyville right now, a place where if you only know to cross at the crosswalk, you are going to have to walk a country mile down these country roads.”
“You know,” eleven-year-old Velma Trent, “Grandma Jubilee is so right.”
“Ain't it the truth,” said Velma's eight-year-old sibling partner in quality eavesdropping, Gracie Trent. “I mean it takes forever to get to a crosswalk in Tinyville. Why didn't the chicken cross the road? Because she couldn't find a stoplight, or a crosswalk, and so had to fly!”
“And why do they call it jaywalking anyway?” Velma said. “I never see blue jays walking, and I never see people walking in a J shape across the street either.”
“How would you even do that, though?” Gracie said. “A L shape would keep you on the sidewalk, but a J shape would scoop you right back into the street!”
“That's probably why it's illegal, because think of the accidents as people fall off the curb back into the street,” Velma said.
“Ain't it the trurh – some laws really do make sense when you really do think about them,” Gracie said.