My friend Wendy was working in one of Our Town’s elementary schools library this week and told me about an interaction she had with a 5th grade boy. It was so dear I had to share it.
Buddy: The Diary of Anne Frank.
Wendy: Okay, here it is.
Buddy: Oooooh! Thanks! I can’t wait to see the wall they hid behind. It is really cool that they hid behind that wall.
Wendy: This one doesn’t have any pictures in it, but I think we have one that does.
Wendy: Here you go.
Buddy: Thanks. Look! Here is the wall they hid behind! Isn’t it great that they were hidden and that she survived.
Wendy: Oh, Buddy… She didn’t survive.
Buddy: Really? She didn’t? Are you sure? I learned about it at Hebrew school, and I thought she survived.
Wendy: I’m sure. It’s really sad. But her dad survived.
Buddy: How old was she?
Wendy: I think she was a teenager.
Buddy: That is really sad.
Wendy: Yea, it is.
Buddy: Guess what other book I got?
Buddy: The Poop Book!!
This is why kids are so much more awesome than adults. The Holocaust was sad, alright. Buddy knew when to move on and focus on the now. What better way to do that than a potty book! Yay, potty talk!