The Timon and Pumbaa Method
by A.Z.K.R.
Personality wise, my mother is always that tired, sarcastic, babysitting/parental figure in kids stories. She embodies the fish from The Cat in the Hat, Sebastian, from The Little Mermaid, and Zazu from The Lion King. But the other day, I didn’t compare her to Zazu, I compared her to Timon and Pumbaa.
She wrinkled her nose.
“Timon and Pumbaa? I’m both of them? The essence of two?”
While it sounds weird put like that, my point was how she acted in the homeschool community and within and outside of mom groups. She is the Pimon. The Tumbaa. However you want to say it. She lives outside of other people, she does her own thing. She chose not to be part of the public school system, why would she conform to a system set by anyone else? She isn’t someone else. She is the wild, bug-eating mom who adopts any floundering homeschool family that comes her way. Sure, she acts more like Zazu or Sebastian in the “someone needs to nail that girl’s fins to the floor” mentality, but when it comes down to her own lifestyle, she won’t let her fins be nailed to the floor. Not to be where the people are. Never to be where the people are, but to live in her own, private, homeschool jungle, eating grubs and educating the passing Simbas of the world.
Anakalian Whims 
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