Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Does it up your chances?

Nora announced at dinner: "If you want to get called on in class, don't yell 'me, me, me!' because it won't up your chances." Up your chances? We asked, and she said that 'Henrietta' says that if you want to lick the batter spoon, saying 'please' will always up your chances. (Henrietta, There's No One Better was an Xmas present. An enjoyable example of the new "permissive" children's literature -- manic, self-absorbed, and frequently disgusting. If you like that kind of thing.)

Anywhoo, Nora was raising her hand in class to answer the question: Does anybody know why we were not in school on Monday? She knew because we went to the library and got a book about Martin Luther King Jr. We wonder if her good memory burdens her though, because her teacher said that she rattled off a biography that included his time in prison, riots, and his assassination. At the dinner table, she was anxious for us to know that she learned from her teacher another thing about MLK -- he sang in his father's choir!

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