Thursday, January 17, 2013

Wendy Asks Why

Wendy Wilkins was six years old. She was very curious and she wanted to know everything. She was always asking why. Why this and why that. Why is the sky blue? Why is the grass green? Why? Why? Why?

One day Wendy and her mother were in the car. They were on their way to Grandma's house. The ride was long and boring. Wendy looked out the window. The sky was gray and dark.  Big noisy raindrops banged against the window. "Why does it rain?" Wendy asked her mother as she stared out of the car window at the pouring rain.

"Rain helps the flowers and plants grow." explained Mommy.

Wendy shook her head  as if her mother ought to know that wasn't really the answer. "No, mommy, she said knowingly, "It rains because the fairies are crying. " Wendy informed her mother.

Mommy smiled to herself. She knew better than to argue with Wendy. Wendy was stubborn as a grass stain on a pair of white pants. Once she got an idea in her head, there was no getting it out.

Another day, Wendy and her father were at the park. Afters a few hours of running around, sliding on slides,  and swinging on swings, Wendy was tired and needed a rest. She lay down on the grass beside her father and looked up at the sky. A flock of noisy birds flew across. "Why can't I fly?" she asked her father as she watched the birds fly effortlessly across the sky.

"Because we don't have wings." her father replied. He started to explain to her exactly how the birds were able to fly and people weren't.

Wendy stopped listening before he even finished. "It's because if we could fly, the bird's would be jealous." she cut in. "People can do so many things that birds can't. Flying is birds special thing. If they didn't have that they would be sad because they would have nothing to make them special."

Her father didn't even bother trying to point out that no matter what every living creature is special in its own way. He knew that it was no use wasting his breathe. Wendy wouldn't listen. She had decided that birds needed to be able to fly and humans needed not to be able to fly for birds to feel special and nothing he said would make her change her mind about it.

"At night when Mommy put her to bed, Wendy stared out the window at the dark sky. "Why does it get dark at night?" she asked as she crawled into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin.

"Because the earth revolves around the sun ..." Mommy started to explain, but Wendy wasn't really listening.

"It gets dark at night because the sun gets tired." Wendy told her.

Life went on. Wendy remained curious about everything. She continued to ask questions. Why? Why? Why? Why this, why that, why the other thing. She wanted to know everything and yet she never accepted any of the answers anybody gave her about anything. After all, she already knew all the right answers.

Finally, one day Wendy lost her first tooth. She put it under her pillow for the tooth fairy to come and take. She was explaining that the reason that people lost teeth was because the tooth fairy needed teeth to make jewelry with and not to make room for bigger teeth that were going to grow in  as her father had suggested.

Her father looked at her and smiled.This time it was his turn to ask Wendy a question. It was his turn to be curious.  "Why do you ask questions if you already have all the answers?" he asked. He didn't ask it in a mean way though. He kept smiling at Wendy.

She smiled brightly back at him. "Oh Daddy." she said throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him. "I ask questions because I want to make sure other people know things too . Like I do."

"Oh, so you do it out of kindness?" asked Daddy.

Wendy nodded her head up and down. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she said excitedly. She was so happy that Daddy understood how nice and thoughtful and helpful she was being to other people teaching them things. "I wouldn't want other people to be confused about things Daddy." she said.

"No. We wouldn't want that." agreed Daddy as he smiled again and kissed her.

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