What could be more heart-warming than the sweet voice of a child telling tales and explaining the world as he sees it?
One of the first events that pops into mind when reflecting on humorous toddler tales is that of my nephew. My sister had taken the children to explore some caves at the lake and upon their return to the camp ground, those of us who stayed behind questioned the children about their experience.
“Did you have a good time?”
“Yes,” replied my nephew, “but there was a badger in one of the caves.”
“Really? What was the badger doing?”
“He was sleeping.”
“And what about the other cave?” I asked.
“It had a badger too.”
“Oh? And what was that badger doing?”
In all seriousness and without a moment’s thought my nephew said, “Oh, he was just watching TV.”
In a pen across the road from my mother’s former residence there lived several elk. One day my son sat quietly playing as my mother relayed an account about the elk. We talked about how we found it strange that elk were being kept in a pen. She relayed how she had been surprised that someone came in and shot them right in the pen. My son gasped in disbelief. I said, “I know, that doesn’t seem right does it?” My son was visibly disturbed and he said, “Why would anyone kill elves?”
When my step-son, who is now 21 was small I frequently baby-sat for our neighbors. Their first language was Spanish so they were teaching their daughter, Marilyn Spanish as well as English. I explained to my step-son that her family was from Mexico and they speak Spanish there. One day we had been to Burger King and with the kid’s meals they gave out a map of the solar system. My step-son, around 4 years old proudly pointed to the Earth and said, “This is where we are from.” “That’s right!” I congratulated. “Where is Marilyn from?”