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Six More Weeks of Winter

Be especially careful of anecdotes about cute things anonymous young children have allegedly said.  This one's so old I can't believe anyone hasn't heard it dozens of times, but wouldn't you know, I heard it in a sermon just the other day. 

The congregation laughed.  I think it was a mercy laugh. 

On Easter morning, a Sunday School teacher began to quiz her class of young children about the true meaning of the day. "Can any of you children tell me what Easter is?" 

A little boy shot his hand into the air.  "Oh, oh, Teacher, call on me, I know!"

"Please, go ahead."

"Easter is that holiday when we get together with our families, eat turkey, and everyone is thankful!"

 The teacher answered, "Good guess, but that's Thanksgiving. Does anyone else have an answer?" 

Another child enthusiastically replied, "That's easy! Easter is the holiday when we go on picnics, watch fireworks, and celebrate our country's birthday."

"Sorry, that's the Fourth of July."  The teacher was beginning to get worried.

Just then, a little girl stood up and began speaking: "Easter is a Christian holiday when we remember how, after Jesus went to the cross to die for our sins, they took his body and put it in a tomb, and rolled a heavy stone over the entrance of the tomb.  But then, on Easter morning, some women went to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away."

The teacher felt pleased and thrilled that someone in the class had been paying attention.   It turned out, though, that the child wasn't finished: "And if Jesus comes out and sees his shadow, we get six more weeks of winter!"