Great Moments in Child-Rearing History
Sometimes, I see some celebrity on TV, who tells me to
encourage my children to read. "Especially," they
often say, "newspapers."
I will
take advice from anybody.
"You must
do a current event every day," I said. "It's important
to develop an addiction to current events while you're
still in your formative years."
"Why?" my
daughter asked. She is always asking questions like
that. My sons never do. They just say, "OK." I could
tell them to eat their shoes, and they would say,
"OK." But not this girl. She wants to know why.
"Because
Andie McDowel said so."
"Who’s
that?"
"An
actress. She’s in movies."
"Does she
have kids?"
"How
would I know?"
"So, I
have to do a current event every day, because somebody
you don’t even know if they have kids, says I should?"
"Why does
it matter if she has kids or not?"
"Well, if
she doesn’t have kids," my daughter said,
"maybe she doesn’t know anything about them."
"What
would she need to know?"
"She
would need to know that kids don’t like to read the
newspapers."
"It’s an
acquired taste," I replied.
"What’s
taste have to do with anything? We have to eat
the newspapers now?"
"Yes."
"I’m
not eating any newspapers."
I knew
she meant it, too. She’s got a will on her, that one.
She is not going to eat anything she doesn’t want to
eat, and that’s that.
"Go get
the paper from the garage," I told her.
"OK, but
I’m not eating any newspapers."
"So don’t
eat it," I said, "just read it."
"All of
it?"
"Go
get it."
"Do I
have to read for a certain amount of time, or what?"
Well, I
hadn’t thought about that, but no matter. I would
think about it while she was gone to fetch the
wretched thing. That would be right now. I began to
consider the matter. Surely, there was a method. Maybe
one article a day at first, until that became easy,
then two articles a day, until that ---
"I don’t
have to read the whole thing, do I?"
She was
still standing there. Hadn’t moved.
"Because
that would take me all day!"
"One
article. Now, go!"
"How long
of an article?"
"Oh,
please! Go get the paper, and let’s have a look!"
"What
section?"
"The
whole thing."
"I
thought you said I only have to read one article."
"I mean
go bring the whole thing."
"Well,
can I at least read something that’s interesting?"
"Like
what?"
"Maybe
weddings?"
"No, I
don’t think so."
"Why not?
Weddings are in there, aren’t they?"
"Well,
yeah, but that’s not news."
"Then why
are they in there?"
"Not
weddings," I said immediately. You can’t afford to
hesitate in these matters. They’ll see it as an
opening to argue.
"Well,
can we eat dinner first?"
"I
haven’t even started cooking yet."
"We could
have scrambled eggs. That’s fast. I’m so
hungry."
The boys
came out of nowhere. "Me, too," said one. "Me, too,"
said the other.
Oh. Well.
The children needed to eat. "Ok," I said. "You go get
the paper, and you can read aloud while I cook."
"I could
do that," said my daughter, and off she went.
Fifteen
minutes later, the eggs were done, and she was not
back yet. Once again, the boys appeared out of
nowhere.
"Where’s
your sister?"
"She’s in
her room."
"Go tell
her dinner’s ready."
Somebody
went. I did not care who. In a moment, everyone was
seated around the table, ready to partake, saying
grace, spooning eggs onto plates, buttering bread.
"What
happened to the newspaper?" I queried.
"I
thought I better finish my homework first."
I need
to discuss this with Andi. I didn’t realize how many
complications there would be. They all read the comics
every day. Is that what she meant? I just wish I knew
Andi, so I could ask. Maybe if I read People Magazine
or something, I can find out how to contact her. I
need more details.