What Kids Worry

Jackie: Mum, what if a pregnant woman is about to give birth but cannot rush to the hospital in time? How? What if she gives birth at home?

Mum: Oh, she will then have to give birth at home.

Jackie: Oh, the baby will not get a health booklet. How?

Some Scientists are Mean!

I don't know about other kids, but my eight-year old surprised me again with her understanding of this world.

Jackie and Mum are talking about her cousin's dog, Koda.

Mum: Do you know that Koda cannot see as many colors like us. Dogs' world is rather grey and has limited shades of colors.

Jackie: Really, so sad, Koda is colorblind. Scientists are so bad.

Mum: Why do you say that?

Jackie: Why can't scientists invent dogs that see colors like us.

Mum: You think scientists make dogs?

Jackie: Yes, don't scientists make dogs, cats, and other small animals?

Mum: ??????

XM

Jackie is telling Mum that she needs some new school socks...

Jackie: Mom, how come there is no XM?

Mom: What XM?

Jackie: There are XL, XS socks, but why are there no XM socks?

Marking Compositions

For the second time, I had to mark Jackie's composition homework so that she could show my markings and her corrections to the teacher.

Puzzled why the students 'compositions were corrected by parents and not the teacher, I remarked jokingly, "I think your teacher should give me part of her salary."

Upon receiving no reactions from Jackie, I added, in case she innocently rattled the wrong thing in school, "Don't tell your teacher what I just said, understand?"

Jackie: I know.

Me: You know why you shouldn't say these things to your teacher, right?

Jackie: Yes.

Me: Why?

Jackie: Because she won't give you part of her salary.

  

Shalom!

(Jackie is P2 this year...)

On a thunderstorm morning...Jackie walked into my room.

Jackie: Mummy, will the plants die? The rain is beating so hard on their leaves.
Mummy: I don't know, may be.... are you worried?
Jackie: Yah.... (And she walked out of my room.)

After 10 minutes...she walked into my room again.
Jackie: I said "solemn" to the rain and the rain stopped.
Mummy: What do you mean?
Jackie: My Sunday school teacher told us his story. One day he wanted to go out of the house but it was raining too heavily. He said "solemn" to the rain and it stopped. Just now, I said "solemn" and the rain really stopped.
Mummy: Oh, you mean "Shalom"?
Jackie (sheepishly): Oh, yes, it is "Shalom".....say wrongly also can?

A few days later...on our way to the Sunday School class room...
The teachers were seen greeting to the parents: Good morning, Shalom!" "Shalom!"
Jackie (to herself, looking puzzled): But there is no rain...