Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Susy's Teacher Mr. Ought

Then Mr. Ought drew forth his book. It had silver covers, and its leaves were of the most delicate tissue.

I have taught little Susy to be good," said he. "Never to touch what is not hers. Never to speak a word that is not true. Never to have a thought she would not like the great and holy God to see. If I stay six years longer I can teach her a great deal more, for she begins now to understand my faintest whisper. She is such a little girl as I love to live with."

Then Susy turned rosy-red with pleasure, and her papa and mamma got up and shook hands with Mr. Ought, and begged him never, never to leave their darling child as long as she lived.

[We could all benefit from having Mr. Ought stay with our children, as well as with ourselves now couldn't we? ~ mr]

Monday, February 6, 2012

Susy's Teacher Miss Joy

Then Miss Joy took up her book with its rainbow covers, and tried to read. But she laughed so heartily all the time, and her leaves kept flying out of her hands at such a rate that it was not possible to understand what she was saying.

It was all about clapping hands, and running races, and picking flowers, and having a good time. Everybody laughed just because she laughed, and Susy's papa could hardly keep his face grave long enough to say: "You have done more good than tongue can tell. You have made her just such a merry, happy, laughing little creature as I wanted her to be. You must certainly stay six years longer."

[Well, we certainly all need a Miss Joy in our lives, and certainly children do. But also we know, of course, that she can not be expected to be the only teacher our children will have. ~ mr]