Conversations

Three recent con­ver­sa­tions, pre­sent­ed ver­ba­tim:

A Con­ver­sa­tion With My Daugh­ter
I set up a line of domi­noes run­ning around a cor­ner and had my sev­en-year-old daugh­ter sit where she could only see the end. I tipped the first domi­no over and we watched the entire chain fall.

Then I asked her, “How do you know there was a first domi­no? You did­n’t see it.”

She stared at the fall­en domi­noes with a fur­rowed brow for a few sec­onds, then said, “If there was no first domi­no there would be no world. Noth­ing could exist.”

Look out, Aris­to­tle. My daugh­ter is gun­ning for you.

A Con­ver­sa­tion With My Son
Yes­ter­day I took my chil­dren to Hap­py Hol­low. As we were enter­ing the park we passed by an Asian gal dressed up as an ani­me char­ac­ter. I’m not sure which one, but she had on some sort of bulky white body armor. More to the point, she had also dyed her hair pur­ple.

So I said to my wife, “If I was Asian I would total­ly have pur­ple hair.”

My four-year-old son over­heard and said with a dis­mis­sive tone, “If I was Asian I’d have black hair.”

A Con­ver­sa­tion With A Stu­dent
A text mes­sage con­ver­sa­tion with one of my stu­dents (ver­ba­tim with a few words removed to pre­serve anonymi­ty):

Stu­dent: “Is pub­lic nudi­ty a sin?”
Me: “What?”
Stu­dent: “Is it just kind of weird or is it some­thing to avoid alto­geth­er?”
Me: “Search biblegateway.com for the term ‘mod­est’.”