Yesterday and today, I had to explain inertia to my boys for our science lesson. Being a rather resistant student when it came to math and science, I am surprised that in needing to teach something I forced myself to misunderstand, I actually "get it." At least enough to explain why hard boiled eggs spin. At least enough to realize how much I resist change, that an inert life sounds inviting sometimes, that the push and pull of life often causes more friction even to a damaging degree. But if something soothing is added to my life--a smile, a kind word, a tender touch--the friction lessens much like oil to shifts and gears. It reminds me that an inert life is a dull life, and learning how to enjoy life's spin makes all the doing worth while.

One of my sons and I were working on a wordfind for his spelling lesson yesterday. He hates these very much, claiming that he was never taught how to do them properly. I found the words he had the most trouble finding were the ones spelled backwards. As I was helping him see these words from a different perspective, I noticed something. Hidden in the words "ridicule" and "ridiculous" is the word "lucid." So I wonder...Before resorting to ridicule, do we need to look at the actions and ideas of others from their perspective no matter how backwards they may seem? In other words, within the ridiculous is something lucid hidden?

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