Rocketships, Asteroid Belts, Armageddon And Beyond!
Occasionally, I get a little tongue-tied; rarely though, rendered speechless. However, after a conversation with Scribe Junior aka Budding Philosopher, aka Mini-Yoda, I'm often left floundering. Just like the fish.
One sunny morning, not so long ago, SJ was sitting at the breakfast table, drawing furiously, he looked up briefly:
SJ: Mummy, is the world really going to end one day?
Me: Um, well, thats a difficult question...
SJ: Mummy, because Daniel says it will, Daniel says there's an Arr-maa-gedd-don! He says the whole world is going to explode!! IS THERE AN ARR-MAA-GEDDDON?
Me: *softly curses Daniel, inhales deeply* Well, some people believe there is. Did you go to church today at school?
SJ: *ignores my question, goes back to drawing massive explosions of red and green on his paper*
24 hours later, SJ is back at the table:
SJ: Mummy
Me: Yes?
SJ: The correct answer to my question was 'maybe.'
Me: Sorry?
SJ: Shouldn't we say, that, maybe, the world will end but we just don't know?
Me: *wonders if SJ will sprout Yoda-like ears any-minute-soon* UM... Yes, yes... you're right...
Several weeks later, I've recovered from his profound insight. It's a normal morning in London, delightfully grey and drizzly. Budding Philosopher is poring over a large book, the well-loved kind, numerous flaps, diagrams and maps, all dog-eared, all hanging out of its covers.
SJ: Um... Mummy, can rocketships make it safely through the asteroid belt in the solar system?
Me: *stops in tracks, baffled face* Wha-aat did you say?
SJ: *huffs, annunciates ever so slowly, for my benefit (obvs)* CAN A ROCK-ET-SHIP make it through the AS-TE-ROID BELT IN THE SO-LAR SYS-TEM?
Me: *wonders if this is a normal question from a 6 year old*
SJ: Well, can they?
Me: Ah... Well, it depends... yes... it depends... on the... size of the asteroids! You know, on how large the asteroids are, if they can navigate through them. *insert floundering face* What book are you reading?
SJ: My Space Book. So, they can get back safely to Earth from the asteroid belt then?
Me: Yes. If they're really careful.
SJ: And, Mummy...
Me: *hastily steps backwards, fumbling for the door*
SJ: ...does the asteroid belt go out into space or, does it just keeping going around in a belt?
Me: *grabs door handle, exhales* What?
SJ: Does the asteroid belt go further out into the universe, or, does it stay in the belt?
Me: *coughs* Well, what does your book say?
SJ: *runs finger down page* Um....it says....
Me: *exits room, runs down hallway* WTF?!
A/N: Isn't it great when to be reminded about the bigger things in life, though? I thought so... Today is SJ's 7th birthday, so I'm going to let him ask as many questions as he likes... and then, after bedtime, -I might just mix a few margaritas.
One sunny morning, not so long ago, SJ was sitting at the breakfast table, drawing furiously, he looked up briefly:
SJ: Mummy, is the world really going to end one day?
Me: Um, well, thats a difficult question...
SJ: Mummy, because Daniel says it will, Daniel says there's an Arr-maa-gedd-don! He says the whole world is going to explode!! IS THERE AN ARR-MAA-GEDDDON?
Me: *softly curses Daniel, inhales deeply* Well, some people believe there is. Did you go to church today at school?
SJ: *ignores my question, goes back to drawing massive explosions of red and green on his paper*
24 hours later, SJ is back at the table:
SJ: Mummy
Me: Yes?
SJ: The correct answer to my question was 'maybe.'
Me: Sorry?
SJ: Shouldn't we say, that, maybe, the world will end but we just don't know?
Me: *wonders if SJ will sprout Yoda-like ears any-minute-soon* UM... Yes, yes... you're right...
Several weeks later, I've recovered from his profound insight. It's a normal morning in London, delightfully grey and drizzly. Budding Philosopher is poring over a large book, the well-loved kind, numerous flaps, diagrams and maps, all dog-eared, all hanging out of its covers.
SJ: Um... Mummy, can rocketships make it safely through the asteroid belt in the solar system?
Me: *stops in tracks, baffled face* Wha-aat did you say?
SJ: *huffs, annunciates ever so slowly, for my benefit (obvs)* CAN A ROCK-ET-SHIP make it through the AS-TE-ROID BELT IN THE SO-LAR SYS-TEM?
Me: *wonders if this is a normal question from a 6 year old*
SJ: Well, can they?
Me: Ah... Well, it depends... yes... it depends... on the... size of the asteroids! You know, on how large the asteroids are, if they can navigate through them. *insert floundering face* What book are you reading?
SJ: My Space Book. So, they can get back safely to Earth from the asteroid belt then?
Me: Yes. If they're really careful.
SJ: And, Mummy...
Me: *hastily steps backwards, fumbling for the door*
SJ: ...does the asteroid belt go out into space or, does it just keeping going around in a belt?
Me: *grabs door handle, exhales* What?
SJ: Does the asteroid belt go further out into the universe, or, does it stay in the belt?
Me: *coughs* Well, what does your book say?
SJ: *runs finger down page* Um....it says....
Me: *exits room, runs down hallway* WTF?!
A/N: Isn't it great when to be reminded about the bigger things in life, though? I thought so... Today is SJ's 7th birthday, so I'm going to let him ask as many questions as he likes... and then, after bedtime, -I might just mix a few margaritas.
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We have five kids (all grown now) and I remember the feeling I got, when one of them would stump me with one of these seemingly simple questions. I wish I'd thought of "maybe" for an answer. I'd have used it all the time. Now I have grand kids who stump me and I just might be forced to use "maybe" today...
Cheers to you, darling!