Missing Dad
Our bishopric was recently reorganized and the new second counselor had just taken his place on the stand. His wife went up to bear her testimony and shared how their 5-year-old son had taken the news. He was concerned that his dad was not sitting with them in sacrament meeting, so his Mom explained that the boy's father would be sitting up in front from now on as part of his new calling. Seth asked when his dad would be able to sit with them again and his mom told him gently that it would be quite a while. She explained that his dad would be really busy with his new calling, too. Seth thought about that for a while, and then asked: "Well, does he still get to come home?"
Nancy Stout
California
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Classical Concentration
In my elementary school class, we study a different composer each month. We teach the children about the composer's life and then while they do their school work, we play that composer's music. One month we were studying George and Ira Gershwin and the children requested that we play Rhapsody in Blue over and over again.
Later while talking to one boy's mother, she related a phone conversation she overheard between her son and his grandmother. The boy said, “We're studying the Gershwins this month and they wrote this really cool song called Rap City in Blue .”
Jeanette Ross
Boise, Idaho
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Giving New Meaning to July 24th
One Sunday evening, we asked each of our boys to tell us what he'd learned in Primary that day. Our 3-year-old was clearly unsure about how to answer the question. He seemed concerned that we might not believe what he'd learned. After some coaxing, he finally told us that his class talked about how the "pie and ears" crossed the plains.
Joseph & Tricia Hopkins
Hershey, Pennsylvania
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Earnest Prayer
While teaching my Valiant 10 Sunday School class, I asked if anyone knew what it meant to “kneel in mighty prayer and supplication.” One of the boys told us that it means to pray so hard you can't breathe and you pass out. One of the girls replied: “No silly, that would be ‘mighty prayer and suffocation!'"
Troy Williams
Saratoga Springs, Utah
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It Must Be St. Nick
One cold winter night when my daughter was about 2 ½-years old, we were driving away from my mother's home in Logan, Utah, when I saw about a dozen deer in a neighbor's yard. I turned the car a bit sideways so my daughter could see them through the headlights. Upon seeing the deer, she looked all around her and into the sky. Then in her sweet little voice, she asked: “Where's Santa?”
Lance Anderson
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Angel Envy
Each year the children in my family reenacted the Nativity story while someone read the passages from the Gospel of Luke. My 4-year-old nephew, Ryan, was quite unhappy as we were dressing him up like a shepherd since his older brother Justin was going to be the angel. Sadly, he said, “But I wanted to be Hark the Herald!”
Lance Anderson
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