“I don’t want to,” whined seven-year-old Nathan.
“We have to,” his mother said. “We have to keep up with your work. I don’t know when your school will be open again. You can’t fall behind.”
She was trying to normalize the situation. They stuck to the school’s schedule while working at their kitchen table. They were trying to complete a math assignment, Nathan’s least favorite subject.
Looking up from the papers, she saw Nathan staring at her.
“What?” she asked, exasperated.
“What time is it?” Nathan queried.
She checked her phone.
“11:30.”
Nathan smiled and stood up. “It’s time for recess.”
Ha! They say kids ain’t lurnin nuthin.
That kid will go far!
Great Philip, I have whiplash caused by the ending to your story. You’ll hear from my lawyer.
Yep! My daughter created a schedule and posted it on the wall to keep her on track throughout the day. Recess was her favorite!
Good one!
Heheheh. Recess was my favorite time. I loved this piece. So relatable, from the mothers exasperation to the child’s need for fun.
Very good and topical