Driving home from Bucs yesterday (which was FANTASTIC! Not the drive home...the camp on Sunday :P) mom was telling me stories about one of the kids in her 1st grade class who just blurts whatever thought comes to his mind. This past week, the principal came and was reading a story about Santa and this boy raised his hand and said, "Santa's not real." The principal ignored the comment and just kept reading.
Later in the day though, mom went to pick her class up from library and heard one of her little African-American girls yelling at the boy: "Santa Claus IS real! You can't be telling me he ain't!" Mom pulled her aside and had this brilliant conversation with her.
Mom: Have you ever seen the Polar Express?
Girl: No...but I've heard of it.
Mom: Well, in the story there's this Christmas bell that rings, but only people who believe are able to hear the bell. You believe in Santa Claus, right?
Girl: *nods her head vigorously*
Mom: Well (insert little boy's name here) doesn't. And it works the same way as the bell in the movie, because he doesn't believe, Santa doesn't visit his house. So he doesn't know Santa.
Girl: *eyes get huge*
Mom: In class we've talked a lot about understanding how people have different families and respecting them. His family doesn't believe in Santa Claus, but we can't yell at him for that. He doesn't understand Santa Claus because he doesn't think he's real. Does that make sense?
Girl: *nods head*
ISN'T THAT GENIUS??? My mom is such an awesome teacher!
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