'And God spoke all these words, saying 'I am the LORD your God...
ONE: 'You shall have no other gods before Me'
TWO: 'You shall not make for yourself a carved image - any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth'
THREE: 'You shall not take the name of the LORD your God in vain'
FOUR: 'Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy'
FIVE: 'Honor your father and your mother'
SIX: 'You shall not murder'
SEVEN: 'You shall not commit adultery'
EIGHT: 'You shall not steal'
NINE: 'You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor'
TEN: 'You shall not covet your neighbour's house, you shall not covet your neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is your neighbour's'
And then Eden spoke all these words while handing Gabe a bag of markers and paper...
'Gabey! Thou shalt not color on the furniture'
Friday, October 21, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
White and Wrong
Gabe recently watched the movie 'The Last Airbender' and loved it! This morning he woke up inspired by the movie and decided to create his own kind of super hero. He and Eden were running around the house chasing after each other. Eden played herself and Gabe was (duh duh duh duuuuh) Light Man. Apparently, Light Man has the power to throw lights at bad guys, also known as...Light Power.
No big issue here. Right? WRONG!
I almost had a heart attack when I heard my sweet boy running around the house screaming at the top of his little lungs..."Light Man! Light Power!"
The problem? Gabe has what most kids his age suffer from...a speech impediment.
So...Light Man, Light Power suddenly sounds more like White Man, White Power!
I immediately asked, 'What did you say?'
'I'm White Man mommy. You know? White Man who phrows whites?'
I tried over and over to offer up all sorts of new name options for his new super hero. But he wasn't feeling it. So I asked him to cut it out...dropped him off at school...and went to work and called about a speech therapist.
A little speech impediment is adorable in small children. But when it could cause our family to possibly be the victim of a hate crime...I have to draw the line.
No big issue here. Right? WRONG!
I almost had a heart attack when I heard my sweet boy running around the house screaming at the top of his little lungs..."Light Man! Light Power!"
The problem? Gabe has what most kids his age suffer from...a speech impediment.
So...Light Man, Light Power suddenly sounds more like White Man, White Power!
I immediately asked, 'What did you say?'
'I'm White Man mommy. You know? White Man who phrows whites?'
I tried over and over to offer up all sorts of new name options for his new super hero. But he wasn't feeling it. So I asked him to cut it out...dropped him off at school...and went to work and called about a speech therapist.
A little speech impediment is adorable in small children. But when it could cause our family to possibly be the victim of a hate crime...I have to draw the line.
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