Will sit on his stool in the kitchen watching as I prepared dinner tonight. I opened a frozen bag of black eyed peas and was pouring them in a pot when he asked, "What's in there? Peas and lizards?"
I almost poured peas all over my stove. A quick glance at the bag showed a photo of black eyed peas with a few random green beans, no lizards.
Why is it that you can attempt to teach a child something by using repetiviteness and it only seems to work sometimes. But you have one occasion when a lizard is accidently frozen in some green peas and they never forget it.
True, it is a little shocking and my response at the time no doubt burn the memory upon his little mind. As I think about it, I realize that even three years after the incident, I still get the willies when sitting under a tree at a restaurant - expecting a snake to fall from the tree and land on the table in front of me. (Yes, it really happened. Twice actually. The same day, the same location.)
Maybe the secret to enforcing a memory has to do with being scared. Or reptiles.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment