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A biblical cure for boredom?
One Saturday, after we had gone bike riding, played games, and read stories, my daughter began to complain that she was bored. Finally I got fed up, handed her a Bible, and told her to sit on the couch until she had found a verse about complaining.
A few minutes later, I started to wonder if the assignment was too difficult for a 6-year-old. Returning to the room where she sat with the Bible in her lap, I was about to suggest that she try Psalms or Proverbs when she stopped me in my tracks.
"How's this, Mom? 'So God heard their groaning, and God remembered His covenant with Abraham, with Isaac, and with Jacob. And God looked upon the children of Israel, and God acknowledged them'" (Exodus 2:24-25).
After my husband and I had wiped the tears of laughter from our faces, we went miniature golfing for the afternoon.
Erin Protzmann1; NaLong Beach, CA, State
No halves about it
Our two older daughters were taking a quiz from their science lesson to determine if they were left or right brained. Five-year-old Rachel wanted to take the quiz also, so they willingly humored her, though the questions were slightly above her comprehension.
After listening to "false" answers for every question, one of my older girls indulgently pronounced her little sister to be both left and right brained. Rachel confidently replied, "Oh, I have a full brain!"
Traveling with friends this past summer, we visited the Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio. Our 7-year-old daughter, Grace, intently studied a display of airmen dressed for winter warfare, complete with parkas and artificial snow. Her 6-year-old friend wondered why the airmen were wearing heavy coats.
Grace pondered the question a moment and then replied, "It must be the Cold War."
The Fulton Family
When my son, now 16, was a preschooler, I received an illuminating glimpse of what he had been picking up in our study of world history. While waiting with him in the car one day, I pointed out a lady who passed by wearing a funny blue hat.
His response was startling: "Maybe she has the Blue Bonnet Plague!"
A “no” by any other name . . .
I taught British literature in high school before we began homeschooling, so it was inevitable that my own children would pick up the snatches of classics that I love to recite. During one meal, however, my 5-year-old son outdid us all.
My husband had just finished telling Micah that he could not leave the table until he had finished his dinner. Taking a cue from Macbeth, Micah very calmly pronounced, "Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow you will see this plate of food sitting in the refrigerator."
Shakespeare's original wording, of course, is slightly different. (Check out Macbeth's soliloquy in act V, scene V for the real version.) We told Micah his adaptation was quite clever, but he still had to eat his dinner!
Lisa Adams Baghdady
My daughter was working on her spelling assignment, defining each word and then including it in a sentence. When I saw the results of one particular word, I could not contain my laughter.
Definition of populous: Full of people.
Sentence: Cannibals are populous.
Sorry, son, King Tut needs your clothes
When my 7-year-old, Dawn, was studying Ancient Egypt, she was puzzled by one book that said Egyptian children didn't wear clothes until they were 12. After some research, I couldn't track down why this was.
Dawn spent some time in thought and then announced, "Hey, Mom, I just figured out why the Egyptian children didn't wear clothes . . . their parents probably needed them to make cloth strips to wrap the mummies in!"
West Haven, CT State
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