SPELLING….
July 15th, 2005
A kindergartner was practicing spelling with magnetic
letters on the refrigerator: cat, dog, dad, and mom
had been proudly displayed for all to see.
One morning while getting ready for the day, he bounded
into the room with his arms outstretched. In his hands
were three magnetic letters: G-O-D.
“Look what I spelled, Mom!” with a proud smile on his
face.
“That’s wonderful!” his mom praised him. “Now go put
them on the fridge so Dad can see when he gets home tonight.”
The mom happily thought that her son’s Catholic education
was certainly having an impact.
Just then, a little voice called from the kitchen: “Mom?
How do you spell ‘zilla’?”