During a unit on the solar system in December, the kindergartners learned about the planets, sun, and moon. In February, as part of a Mother Goose unit, the teacher was reading, "Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle. . . ." As she read the poem, she remembered a news story about the lunar eclipse that was to happen that night. She paused in her reading and said, "Oh, class, tonight something very special is going to happen in the sky!" A student raised his hand and asked, "Is the cow going to jump over the moon?"
Being a Canadian living in the U.S., I am still a big hockey fan. My 3-year-old boy knows that I'm especially a fan of the Calgary Flames. Once at suppertime he announced, "Dad, I want to move to Calgary." Thinking he wanted to be closer to "our team," I asked him why. He responded, "Because that's where Jesus died."
Our daughter is 2 years old. My husband and I have taught her two prayers, one for dinnertime and one for bedtime. During one recent dinner, we decided to let her lead the prayer. She began abruptly, "Dear Lord, thank you for this day and my food. . . ." My husband interrupted, "Honey, please close your eyes and then pray." Compliant, she closed her eyes and began again, "Now I lay me down to sleep. . . ."
A Sunday school teacher began her lesson with a question: "Boys and girls, what do we know about God?" A hand shot up in the air. "He's an artist!" exclaimed a kindergartner.
"Really? How do you know?" the teacher asked.
"You know," the girl said, "our Father, who does art in heaven . . . ."
Shortly before Christmas several years ago, we began teaching our 2-year-old son about Jesus' birth. He was particularly interested in the angels announcing Jesus' birth to the shepherds. Our teaching coincided with the beginning of potty training, and one afternoon he asked, "Do angels wear underwear?" I responded, "I don't know—you will have to ask God someday." He walked a few steps away, closed his eyes, and said, "God, do angels wear underwear?" Then he opened his eyes and triumphantly exclaimed, "God said yes!"
Remembrance Day, Nov. 11, 2010: A 3-year-old and his mother were standing quietly before the monument. Gazing up to look at the statue of a soldier holding a gun, the boy asked his mom, "Did he use that to shoot dinosaurs?"
A veteran sitting in his wheelchair nearby replied, "Son, we're not that old!"
My dear spouse and I have been married for 60 years. We've gotten along very well. Yes, sometimes we have words—I seldom get to use mine.
—Name withheld for obvious reasons
A second-grade teacher asked her class to draw a picture of an event associated with the birth of Jesus. A little boy drew a picture of the holy family's flight to Egypt—Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus riding in an airplane with a man sitting at the controls. The teacher studied it for a while, then said, "I think I understand your picture, but who is flying the plane?"
The little boy replied, "That's Pontius the Pilot."