Sunday, October 9, 2011

Each Rock Has It's Own Scent

Jay and Sara and fam were down in Vegas overnight and so we were taking care of Nacho - letting her out, playing with her (actually, this was not asked of us, the kids however got a kick out of it and wanted to), putting her in for the night.  It all went just fine.  Jack came with me this morning to let her out for a bit and on the way home he said "Dad, don't you know each rock has it's own scent?"  Actually I had no idea, never thought about it and if it was taught to me in school I most likely did my best not to pay attention.  Details like the scent of a rock bored me about as much as the book it would have been written in.  Now, of course, I find it much more interesting and kick myself for not paying closer attention in certain subjects.  I guess I never considered a need to know certain things for the sake of teaching my children when I could justify slacking in something because where would I actually use this useless information in the future?  Who knew I would have a brilliant son bring up the unique scents of rocks in a quick stroll on a Sunday morning? 

Anyhow, that was the don't you know statement/question of the day by Jack.  Knowing that they have been studying rocks in class I assumed this was taught there and replied "I did not know that, oh, is this something you learned about in school?"  Fully expecting his answer to be yes I was surprised when he said  "No.  I just know that they do."  Personally I don't make a habit out of sniffing rocks.  I don't see Jack out with his nose to a stone.  I do know that when we visited his classroom last Tuesday he could pick up a random rock and tell me what kind it was.  He knew the details.  It would not surprise me a bit if he picked up the scent of each rock and simply made the determination.  I thought about it some and feel that this may be exactly right.  Why wouldn't they?

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