"Hey Mom, didya know we have no school because a king got shot?"
"what?"
"yea, this king got shot see & so we have no school."
I thought about this for awhile & tried to think like a Kindergartener myself. "O, you know what you DO have a day off from school coming up. Martin Luther King Day."
"so, he got shot & we don't have school, because he died & all..."
I teetered between either giggling at the reasoning of my precious 5 year old, or getting a lil' concerned 'bout his schoolin'.
"Well, you know the man wasn't a king. Yes, he was a man & his name was Martin Luther King. He was not a king like 'ole king cole or a king of a castle. His last name was King. It's his name sweety..."
My dear scrunched up his one eye & raised his eyebrow a little perplexed. "What..."
"He was a man who did a lot of good to change rules in America for people. People who weren't being treated right, by ugly mean folks, who knew no better. He was a very good man & each year Americans celebrate his Birthday together."
"Why were people mean? What did he do?"
"People sometimes don't treat each other right. It's not good & shouldn't be allowed. Martin Luther King was a powerful man who worked real hard at changing rules & laws so all people would be treated the same."
"Well....why'd someone shoot him?"
Ok, sometimes I can get too deep & real struggle to communicate in 5 year old language. I wanted to say "Because they were horrible racists who thought things were just fine, treatin' people wrong & all. They wanted to keep on hurtin' people because they liked to & thought it made them more superior!!!"
However, with restraint & simplified language I responded...
"they shot him because they were afraid of how powerful he had become & were scared of change."
"As americans we celebrate Martin Luther King's life, NOT his death. He was a very good man."
"Oooo...."
As I watched Ben's little noggin workin' & getting it. He actually was more than a little sad at learning the true story.

Then he remembered it just meant he had a day off school. Whoopee!
"Hey Mom did you know that Mario can get to this level where he jumps on the boom-bahs?"
He was off to the 5 year old conversations again & his wild stories. Hopefully, I taught him something of value that day & he'll remember it.
I'm going to the library to find some kids books about Martin Luther. (Maybe I can get some learn' too!) However, I think the fact my little 5 year old is obsessed with Skippjon Jones books now...he may go straight for those.
This was just another intellectual day with my 5 year old.
Whew, do you think I get much adult conversation? Nope...




Sondra, with tears in my eyes, just catchin up on some of your posts..YOu have found your own style and voice here in blogland, that't for sure.:D
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Hugs,
Christine