Two mothers stood at the cashier line
And chattered on just to pass the time.
They each thought the other a paradigm,
With children ages three, six and nine.
They talked of purchasing clothes and shoes,
And how so quickly they seem outgrown.
And how the summer has quickly flown
And now they’re singing the school-year blues.
Then pulling a photograph from her purse,
The first mom showed off her little brood:
A dimpled girl with two brothers stood.
“They’re all three mine, and yet so diverse.”
The other mom said, “I quite agree.
My Jan likes to color, and Pete likes to draw,
But my little Mike doesn’t like art at all.
I have variety with my three.
I teach my kids what they need to know:
Before they run off to school each day,
I show my kids how to work and pray,
And thank my God I can help them grow.
When home they come at the school day’s end,
We look at homework and play some games,
Like ‘Flash Card Bingo’ or ‘Guess the Names.’
I love the time we together spend.”
“At home is where all my youngsters learn,”
The mom of the other three children said.
“We work, though they’d rather play instead.
To build godly youths is my main concern.
To teach my kids gives me joy and bliss.
Our parenting styles are different, true,
What works for me may not work for you.
At home or school, just remember this:
We mothers must learn to trust God alone
To teach our kids to be kind and wise.
And one thing both of us recognize
Is: Education begins at home.”
Originally posted on The Abundant Heart.
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