Yesterday at church I tried to take Quincy to her primary class but she would not go into the classroom. I looked into the room (of course we were late, so everyone was already sitting down) and found out that the regular teacher was not there but the parents of one of the kids in the class was substituting. After trying to convince Quincy to go into her class for a few minutes I finally gave up and she came to class with Brandon and I and then agreed to go to sharing time... (I found out later that although she went to sharing time she refused to sit anywhere near the substitute teachers.... especially the man.) When we got home I asked Quincy:
"Quincy, why didn't you want to go to your class today?"
'Because Timmy's dad was being the teacher and I don't like him'
"Why don't you like Timmy's daddy?"
'I don't like his suit'
"You don't like his suit?"
'Yes'
"Anything else?"
'I don't like the way he talks either'
"The way he talks? How does he talk?"
'He just talks, and I don't like it.'
"Okay, does he scare you?"
'No. I just don't like his suit and the way he talks'
"Does he make you nervous?"
'Yeah'
"Oh, okay. Thanks for talking to me."
Hmmm..... My daughter is apparently making decisions based on the suit a man is wearing.... should I be concerned?