A Holiday Story

That doesn't feature the Howler. Bear with me.

Last week our school had their annual PTA sponsored Holiday Shoppe. Pardon my sarcasm when I say that it's always sooo very much fun to do math in your head in front of school children.

Anyway, I was there for the Howler's class, then elected to stay for the remainder of the afternoon.

I was asked to help this young man (a first grader, I believe.) He had his envelope, duly filled out with names of who he was shopping for.

He says, "I need to find something for my Nana. I like these picture frames."

I respond, "Well, there's none out that say 'Grandma.' Let me look and see if we have any more."

"I need one for my Nana."

"I'm sorry, sweetie, there aren't any left that say 'Grandma.'"

"I already got something for my Grandma. I need one for my NANA."

"We don't have anything that says 'Nana.' There may be some other things that say 'Grandma' over this way."

Holding up his list, he says, "No. I ALREADY bought for my GRANDMA. See? She's up here," points to Grandma's name, "I need something for MY NANA." Points to 'Nana' at at the bottom of his list.

Well, I guess he finally explained it so the simple woman who was not really helping could understand. And try holding that laughter in until the class leaves. Yeppers, just try it.