Memories of a Proud Parent

01 Feb

When my son was little (before he started school), one of his imaginary play settings was the set of a television show that was hosted by the late Johnnie Cochran (a famed defense attorney) and Nancy Grace (a legal commentator and former prosecutor). My mother (now deceased) and I watched the show regularly. On the show, the two attorneys usually expressed opposing views. Following the show, my mother and I would discuss the views expressed by the co-anchors. At the time, I didn’t realize how much my son was influenced by those conversations.

Then, one day as I piddled around the kitchen I overheard my son say, “Nancy Grace. No Johnnie Cochran.”  I stopped what I had been doing and listened intently to him retell with fluency and feeling the conversation he had overheard. I don’t know which influenced him more, the debate that took place between Nancy and Johnnie or the discussion my mother and I had following the show. What I did know, my son had understood and accurately recalled the details and gist of a debate about a trial.

Before that day I knew my son was smart. However, after listening to him I realized he had a great mind as well as a good memory.


Posted by on February 1, 2014 in Inspirational


6 responses to “Memories of a Proud Parent

  1. cyclingrandma

    February 1, 2014 at 3:31 pm

    So excited that you’ve started a blog! Look forward to more.

  2. Nicole

    February 8, 2014 at 3:10 pm

    Very insightful

    • Proud Parent

      February 8, 2014 at 5:43 pm

      Thanks for taking the time to read and to comment on my post.

      • Nicole

        February 8, 2014 at 6:09 pm

        Ur so welcome hope 2 read

      • Nicole

        February 8, 2014 at 6:10 pm

        Ur so welcome hope 2 read more

  3. Lisa

    February 11, 2014 at 7:57 pm

    We live what we learn and learn what we live


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