Hey Kid’s, What Time is it?

By On May 14, 2010 · 18 Comments · In Minterview

It’s How do I Do this time! It’s Saturday!  Time for the next question for min-terviews.  Answer this yourself, or ask a friend or stranger, and then post your answer directly in the content box.  Seemed to work well with having two questions last week, so why not two this morning? (It’s a few minutes to midnight in Oceanside, California where A Word with You Press lives and tans)  One of the delights I have found is that a serious question can be answered frivolously, and frivolous question can suddenly take on depth and meaning.  So, with a limit of 150 words, the minterview topics this week:

1.  How do you explain to a five year old where God lives?

2.  If you won the lottery, how would your best friends spend your money?

 
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  • Miryam

    Great questions Thornton Sully! I will get to interviewing!
    PS — I would trade living in Seattle any day for Oceanside…

  • http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/wartime/ Sean Labrador y Manzano

    Easy!
    1. Ask your grandmother where God lives.
    2. My friends would form a publishing company. Buy a public school. Buy a college.

  • http://www.awordwithyoupress.com/ Thornton Sully

    I have traveled and lived in places as contrasting as Berlin and Balikpapan. But Dorothy was right.

  • http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/wartime/ Sean Labrador y Manzano

    Just to add, my 5-year old has not asked this question. It's baseball season. He's asking about the foul ball rule!

  • http://www.awordwithyoupress.com/ Thornton Sully

    One of your friends HAS formed a publishing company(that would be me, that would be A Word with You Press)

    Regarding the God question. Not an original one. When I was 21 and sold my abalone boat to go to Germany for the first time (in the name of love) I was staying at the home of my girlfriend's mother(separate rooms, of course) and I spoke not a word of German. There were guests in a circle, and the local minister(who, co-incidentally, at the age of 42 had just had a scandalous affair with my 18 year old girlfriend be fore I met her in California) decided to lead the discussion “How would you tell a five year old where God lives?” It was all so well monitored, going around in a circle, everyone speaking without interrupting, looking when they were done to see what the next person would say, drinking coffee from cups with saucers that required pinky extension, smiling politely at one another while the elephant in the room(everyone knew of the affair)silently farted,and finally they got around to me, who had no idea what anyone was saying, until someone was good enough to translate the question and ask my opinion, and I could see their disdain that a California hippy(see photo, The Empty Web) had been brought into the midst, I had no choice but to answer the question “I have no idea where she lives, let alone how to explain where she lives to a five year old.” God as a woman was a blasphemy then. Believe me, silencing the room was a blasph.

  • http://www.awordwithyoupress.com/ Thornton Sully

    just so long as he doesn't try to pop flies.

  • http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/wartime/ Sean Labrador y Manzano

    My son's maternal grandmother is from Iowa. God is in the corn with Shoeless Joe!

  • http://www.awordwithyoupress.com/ Thornton Sully

    there could be a kernel of truth to that. would certainly explain God's husky voice.

  • Peggy R. Dobbs

    Of course all five year olds come from different backgrounds and believe me that makes a difference! But that aside, surprisingly enough, most five year olds are so trusting and believeing, so innocent and receptive that they are more open to a spirit world than are most adults. The ones I have relationships with have no problem with, “Everywhere”. I had a great granddaughter tell me when she was about five, that wherever her heart was, there was God. “Allow the little children to come unto me”, scripture says. They instinctively know. A better question might be how does a five year old explain to an adult where God lives.

  • http://www.awordwithyoupress.com/ Thornton Sully

    I LOVE your response. Careful, you might make a believer out of me!

  • Peggy R. Dobbs

    Thank you. We already know you are the 'King' of Quips', but either you know the Bible better than you profess or with a statement like that, I might have to change your name to King Agrippa. (King James version in Acts 26:28&29) I probably beat Miryam to this one!

  • Peggy R. Dobbs

    Thank you. We all know that you are the “King of Quips', but either you know the Bible much better than you profess or if you keep making statements like that, I might have to start calling you, King Agrippa (King James version, Acts 26:28-29) I'm surprised I beat Miryam to this one!

  • Star5fallonmyheart

    I asked my mother a similar question when I was 8. Whatever she said, I didn't buy into it. Probably why I don't remember it.

    I can honestly tell a 5-year-old that God lives in heaven. Of course, my belief as to where/what heaven is? That's something they can wait to hear when they're older…or even better, find out for themselves the answer to that question =)

  • Star5fallonmyheart

    2. If you won the lottery, how would your best friends spend your money?

    Probably hiring the living equivalent of Johnny Cochran to get acquittal for my murder. The books and press interviews will more than make up for the money they'll pay in legal fees.

  • Peggy R. Dobbs

    HELP MORGAN, ITS DONE IT AGAIN. THE ANSWER TO THORNTON HAS ENDED UP DOWN HERE UNDER STAR 5

  • Miryam

    So bad….. you continually crack me up.

  • Star5fallonmyheart

    What are you waiting for then? =D Come party down here with us!

    California girls; we're unforgettable!

  • Becky

    I would explain to a 5 year old that God lives wherever he wants him (or her, or it) to live. Let your imagination run free, little kid! If you want your God to live in the sky, go for it! If you want your God to live everywhere, no problem. If you believe your God lives in that fast-food restaurant on the street corner closest to your house, it's possible. Why not? Set up a church there, and start raking in those tithes! Personally, my God lives in the shape of a saintly face found in a bowl of beans made 3 years ago by a woman in Guatemala.