My eleven year old son who breaks my heart daily telling me he hates reading (who can hate reading???) —my son who breaks my heart when he tells me he doesn’t want to write a short story
was forced today to start a short story.
Yes. I forced him.
And I read these two passages and my heart swelled (like almost out of my chest.)
My name is Jack S. Walton. I was in the U.S. Navy. Someone called professor Johnson asked me to do some underwater research. Who was I to deny?
and this
When I came aboard he greeted me and said, “Hello Jack. Our destination is the gulf of Mexico or somewhere near it.”
My heart swelled and tears welled up in my eyes because he can tell me he hates writing–but the kid has got voice down and I didn’t teach him voice.
and that makes my soul sing.
I can see why, you are right, he may not “like it” but he has the gift!
That’s cute 🙂
It must have been a good school day – Jacob even said “decimals and fractions are FUN!” wth?
Thataboy! See I told you he IS your child too! And good job to you for pushing him, I bet he’ll appreciate the pushes, pulls, and tugs in the right direction later in life. At least thats what I hope for. I say I push you because I love you A LOT.