By Sandra Miskie
(aka: Grandma Geezer Ph.D)
What I really I found out was...
... Just how much more I needed to know!
Last night was another slap of reality of just how much I need to know in order to function in this world. It was a real eye opener. An eight year old taught me how to get to Stream Picks, a movie program I paid for but have never used because I didn’t know how to access it.
SO WONDERFUL AND SMART!
It was an eight-year-old that taught me about programming phone numbers into my new phone. Now all I have to do is type their name and their number pops up in a flash. I don’t even have to strain my brain. I LOVE IT!!!
Eight year olds are fascinating!
They are "in your face" honest. They see things so clearly. Now I know that can be annoying to those around them all day but to me they are intriguing because they make no interpretations, but see things straight on - it’s hard to fool them. It is what it is!
Eight year olds like to follow rules.
Remember the little girl who wrote about being at the airport who was reminding her parents to look both ways before crossing? She was eight.
My grandson who is now eight popped up and said “Grandma we need you at our school.” “ Is that so, why this time?” “ Jonathan needs some discipline because he’s a yackity yack and I can’t get anything done with him in my ear all the time! The teacher is so done with him!” Needless to say I was rolling on the floor in gales of laughter, but he just stared at me with a serious look. This was a big concern and it needed to be dealt with.
When I asked an eight year old about his parents in a counseling session and what he thought should be done he said, “ If they held hands more maybe they would start to like each other again.”
Another little girl gave this sage advice on her parent’s marital situation, “They shouldn’t share a bathroom, cause mommy’s things get in the way of daddy’s things. They don’t play well with each other.”
Another little girl stated that her parents “…Should pick new friends because they always get in fights with each other. That’s what my teacher tells us if we fight on the playground.”
I remember my own children at that age...
.. Reminding me of the errors of my ways. My oldest reminded me that if I paid attention to my cooking it might taste better. I constantly dropped eggshells in their eggs – I tried to tell them I made special eggs but they weren’t fooled. I wasn’t the greatest cook back then but I have improved greatly.
My daughter one day told me that I was too easy on the boys and they needed to stay in the corner until dinner and only have one hour of television. The two of them had gotten into some mischief and she wasn’t about to let them get away with it. One day I screamed at my youngest son, “You are driving me up the wall!” He didn’t want to get in trouble so he said, “ Well, if you sat on me then I wouldn’t be able to do that!”
Eight year olds can "veeeery" compassionate!
My grandson seeing his mother in tears and worried put his hand on her head and said, “Don’t worry mom we have beans!” She was tired and didn’t know what to fix for dinner.
My daughter came in to read me a bedtime story and tuck me in one evening when I was sick. She said, “You need to take care of yourself mom because we’re going to the movies tomorrow!”
In a classroom full of eight year olds a very beloved teacher told me about a boy who was being disrespectful to her and how a little girl ran out of the room to go get the principal. From all accounts the little girl was so upset the principal thought the teacher was in grave danger.
Trust me on this!
Everyone should have an eight year old on their radar to keep their behavior in line, help them with electronic gadgets, keep them up to date on the latest things that matter in the world, to keep things in perspective and most of all to keep you laughing out loud!
Your Ever Learning Pal,
