Sunday, April 10, 2011
Today's letter is: I
My grandson Nolan, who is eight, came to his mom and asked, "Do you have to go to college to be an inventor?" (He does NOT want to go to college)
Sandy said, "That depends on what you want to invent."
"I want to invent something that will help people," he responded.
"Then you can start right now," Sandy said.
He walked away and thought for a while, then came back and asked if Sandy had any jars. She gave him one and told him to wash it out first.
"What was in this jar? Nolan yelled from the bathroom. "It stinks!" .
"Olives," Sandy said.
"I'm never eating olives," he shouted.
So he washed and dried the jar and worked on his invention. He was mumbling the whole time and looking for different items. Sandy was cooking dinner and was only half listening until she heard this word: Crazy Glue.
"Why do want crazy glue," she asked.
"I made a cat feeder and now I need to glue it to the wall," Nolan replied.
Later that night, Sandy said to her husband, "You have to keep on eye on that boy or we will have stuff glued to walls all over the house. Better yet, hide all the glue."
I think Nolan may well become an inventor. He loves to build things, and he has a great imagination. He is good with his hands and is so good at math it stuns people. He can do difficult sums in his head, not needing paper. (Even paper wouldn't help me) But the best part is the fact Nolan wants to invent something to help people.