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By Ginny Heth
One day a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The teacher was going to explain evolution to the children. The teacher asked a little boy.
TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?
TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?
TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.
TOMMY: Okay.(He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.
TEACHER: Did you see God?
TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see God because he isn't there! He doesn't exist.
A little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the boy some questions. The teacher agreed and the little girl asked:
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yessssss (getting tired of the questions by this time).
LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the teacher?
LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?
LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today in school, she must not have one!
It was late at night and Heidi, who was expecting her second child, was home alone with her 3 year old daughter, Katelyn. Heidi started to go into labor and called 911.
Due to a power outage at the time, only one paramedic was able to respond to the call.
The house was very, very dark, so the paramedic asked Katelyn to hold a flashlight high over her mommy so he could see while he helped deliver the baby.
Very diligently, Katelyn did as she was asked. Heidi pushed and pushed, and after a little while Connor was born. The paramedic lifted him by his feet, and spanked him on his bottom. Connor began to cry.
The paramedic then thanked Katelyn for her help, and asked the wide-eyed 3 year old Katelyn what she thought about what she had just witnessed.
Katelyn quickly responded, "He shouldn't have crawled in there in the first place. Spank him again."
My daughter-in-law Alma and grandson Eddy were digging for fishing bait in my garden. Uncovering a many-legged creature, Eddy proudly dangled it before his mother.
"No, honey, he won't do for bait," his mother said. "He's not an earthworm."
"He's not?" Eddy asked, his eyes wide. "What planet is he from?"
LETTER TO THE EDITOR
Letter to the Editor,
Opening the Westhope Standard provided quite a surprise the other day! Ginny, you did a fine job of writing up my retirement. Thank you!
I have appreciated so very much all the articles you include in your newspaper about artists and related subjects, such as art in the schools. The recent article about Jack Sandy was also a pleasure to read. He does a fine job with his Paint-by-Number kits! There is a skill to that particular way of making art. I first did one as a teen-ager and discovered it isn’t that easy because there were no directions how to blend to make it more believable. Jack surely does a wonderful blending of his art pieces. I congratulate him!
Myrtle Bush was a strong advocate for the arts and with her forceful personality things got done! I had no idea to become an art teacher but she kept encouraging me that people need the basics if they are to go on to make art on their own. The rest is history, as the saying goes. I’ve been grateful many times to her because teaching art became my passion and so it was not a ‘job’ any longer.
Now, with the new ‘curve’ in our road, life is changing. My husband and I will learn how to do new things as we must.
Thank you so much for providing an avenue for local people to showcase their abilities.
(s) Marjorie Teske