KIDS ASK
THE DARNDEST QUESTIONS
Our middle school service learning club went into a day-care center this afternoon to read Dr. Seuss to the itty bitties. The "Book Buddies" had a great time. They were practically levitating with joy on the way home for how good it felt to give a little of their time to others, though the hour was loud, boisterous and wild, the room smelled faintly of diapers and the carpet underneath them was . . . damp. Ewww!
One sixth-grade girl reported this strange encounter with a 4-year-old, who asked her:
"What's your name?"
"Cassie."
"WHY?"
She was dumbfounded. He must've been in that phase little kids all go through, in which they incessantly ask "why?"
All she could do was laugh . . . and of course, THEN he asked her why she was LAUGHING . . . and she just said it was because the book she was reading them was funny . . . and THEN he asked her WHY. . . .
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