You know how it is… you wonder if you are really getting through
to those kiddos. This applies to school
at our house as well. Then you have mornings like today.
Up at 5:30.
Groggy. Moving before your feet
touch the floor. Shower and dress. Grab and go.
“Mom.” Sleepy boy
speaks. Still slurred.
“Mornin’, Bud.”
Whispered. “I’ll see you up at
church after breakfast.”“Mom. What are those things with lioras?”
“Huh?”
“What are those things
with like or as?”
“You mean similes?”
“Yeah. I have one for
bowling. I speed the ball down the alley
like the wind. It hits the first four
pins and sends a ripple of pins crashing down like waves.”
“Buddy. That’s a
poem. You want a title for that?”
“Oh yeah. Bowling
with Similes.”
