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"Just Give Us the Frickin' Word!"

My firstborn son, Nathanael, is in 4th grade now. To many people, he is very quiet and shy. It is very hard to know what is going on in that brain of his. He doesn't open up easily, but he is very sweet and loving. One day, Nathanael's principal of the classical school that he goes to asked me to stay after school to have a talk with her. I immediately broke out in hives. I was so nervous that I imagined all sorts of things she could possibly want to talk to me about. Did he get into a fight? Did he cheat on a test? Is he failing a certain class? It could have been anything and it drove me crazy all night and all the next day. Finally, the time came and I was sitting in her office. This was her story. The boys and girls in her Language Arts class were having a spelling drill. The girls had to give the boys a really hard word to spell on the board. They were taking a long time trying to find just the right word and it was making Nathanael very impatient. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and in great excitement said, "Just give us the frickin' word!" When the principal told me this, I laughed my head off in relief before I realized that she wasn't really laughing along with me. I tried to calm down and put on my concerned face while she said, "I have no idea where he got that word. It's just so out of character!" Yeah. Me too. I have no idea where he got that word.

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Anonymous said…
Hah! That "issue" has both your and Andy's name written ALL over it! Potty mouths, all of you. LOL
January 15, 2007 at 3:15 PM
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