FIRST-grader Brian had a problem. After school he would hold his papers neatly stacked as he headed to the school bus to come home. But a small feisty school bully would frequently trip him as he ran for the bus.
Brian would go sprawling across the concrete, his papers a mess, and his knees skinned.
My reaction, as his mom, was to immediately report the bully.
``Brian,'' I said, ``I'll report this kid to the bus driver - your teacher - the principal!''
Brian pleaded, ``No, Mom, don't report him.'' After some thought he added, ``Give me a week.''
Every day I anxiously waited for Brian to return home, and I cautiously held myself back from reporting the bully.
Finally, my six-year-old got back to me: ``Well, Mom, I solved my problem.''
``What did you do, Brian?'' I asked.
``I made friends with him.''
Mary F. Webster, Madison, Wis.
There were many instances in my childhood household when humor made the point needed to correct carelessness or a bad habit.
When I was 12 years old, I had been reminded not to leave my shoes in the small bathroom after I had taken my bath and gone to bed. I had done it and been reminded more than once!
But one morning I could hardly push the bathroom door open wide enough to enter. A stack of my father's shoes was blocking the way.
It struck me so funny. We all had a good laugh - and that was the end of that habit.
Dee Hopgood, Boston
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