“Why Is It That…?”

A teacher saw a student crawling into class one day, and asked why he was doing that.

The boy said, “Because class has already started and you warned us not to dare WALK into class if we were late!”

Hi everybody, it’s your favorite person Andy, back for another day of writing! I hope you liked my little chuckle for the day, as I know I did. Anyways, Mr. Poopy Pants (that’s Andrew if you didn’t know who I’m talking about) took today off from writing another one of his thought-provoking (in other words, boring) blog articles. Clearly I’m the head honcho today and I have another neat idea to write about, which deals with the topic of asking questions. My Mom always said I asked them about everything from the time I popped out of her womb (which is totally gross by the way), but isn’t that just the nature of being a curious kid? So today I’m going to write a bunch of ones I still have in life, which I decided to title, “Why is it that…?”

Why is it that God never speaks to me directly with a voice?

Why is it that I never seem to be able to reach the end of any rainbow?

Why is it that parents think screaming and yelling at a kid will help make them learn something better?

Why is it that so many churches say that everyone is welcomed when they keep turning people away?

Why is it that there is a Fathers Day and a Mothers Day but no Kids Day?

Why is it that movie theaters won’t give me a discount if I bring in my own 3D glasses?

Why is it that the movie previews these days have to give away so darn much of the movie?

Why is it that parents think hitting a kid is ok when they wouldn’t want to be hit themselves?

Why is it that people start wars and do hateful things to each other all in the name of God when God is only supposed to be about peace and love?

Why is it that so many grown-ups never take the time to have fun and play (and no, I’m not talking about that icky bedroom kind either! LOL.)?

And…

Why is it that Andrew Arthur Dawson has to obsess so much about his yard that he goes outside multiple times each day with a vacuum to suck up every single leaf that falls on it? (Sorry Andrew but I was just dying to tell everyone this! 🙂 )

Peace, love, light, and joy,

Andrew Arthur Dawson