Monday, 10 May 2010

Religious Education: Fail

We were walking through an unfamiliar neighbourhood the other day, and Madeleine spotted a church. Now, before I continue, I have a confession to make: I'm not a regular churchgoer. I have deep-seated Catholic guilt built in and readily available, and the idea of our kids not being baptised (yet) fills me with anxiety (purgatory doesn't sound all that great, really), but no, churches don't really feature too much in our everyday lives. I didn't think much of my failure to educate Madeleine in terms of religion until this incident...

Anyhow, we're walking past a church, and Madeleine decides this is a great time to elucidate all those bits of Christianity for herself that I never quite got around to explaining to her properly:

Madeleine:  Look, mummy, that's a church! That's like St James! (where we went for Christmas mass)

Me: Yes, that's right.

Madeleine:  That's where Jesus was living at Christmastime. But he doesn't really live in the church does he, mummy?


Madeleine: Because he lives with his Daddy!

Me: Yes, that's about right.

Madeleine: And his Daddy is called Adboral (Admiral) Nelson!  And he lives at London!

Elliot: Yeah!

Me: Oh dear.

1 comment:

  1. Brilliant. I love when they come out with things like this! My brother thought that Asterix and Obelix broke everything once when we were visiting a roman amphitheatre.