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Learning to Spell Date: Sent Monday, October 4, 1999 Category: None | Rating: 4.05/5 (113 votes) Click a button to cast your vote
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My son, Mitchell, a kindergartner, practices spelling with magnetic letters on the refrigerator: cat, dog, dad, and mom have been proudly displayed
for all to see. One morning while getting ready for the day, Mitchell bounded into the room with his arms outstretched. In his hands were three
magnetic letters: "G"-"O"-"D"
"Look what I spelled, Mom!" Mitch exclaimed, a proud smile on his face.
"That's wonderful!" I praised him. "Now go put them on the fridge so Dad can see when he gets home tonight." That Catholic education is certainly
having an impact, I thought, happily.
Just then, a little voice called from the kitchen. "Mom? How do you spell 'zilla?'"
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At Disney World
Our seven-year-old daughter was thrilled when we took her to Disney World for the first time and headed straight for Space Mountain. I worried that
the roller coaster would be too scary for her, but she insisted. To her delight, we rode it twice.
The next year we returned to the Magic Kingdom, and my daughter, now eight, again dragged me to Space Mountain. As we stood in line, though, I could
see her soberly studying the signs that warn about the ride's speed. "Dad," she said, "I don't think I want to go." I asked her why she would be
nervous when she had enjoyed herself last time. She replied, "This year, I can read."
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