Arschlochkind posted:

My mom brought home a stack of acrostic poetry done by 4th graders at her school. They were told to pick some kind of theme related to Thanksgiving and draw a picture at the bottom, and the vast majority of them were about what you'd expect for 8- and 9-year-olds. Out of maybe 100 papers I looked at, 3 or 4 chose "God" as their word. I get the feeling that a couple of them picked God for the same reasons the handful of "Ham" kids did - it's a short word so they had less to write. One of them actually had some thought put into it.

And then there was the GOD poem. The GOD poem.

At the bottom the kid crudely drew what appeared to be a beam of holy light coming down from between two banks of dark storm clouds, with bolts of lightning shooting from them.

Here is the entire text of the GOD poem:

code:

GOD

Good
Olive
Dumplings

I almost died laughing when I hit that in the middle of all the generic "Turkey" and "Pumpkin Pie" poems about family and eating and football. And no, "olive dumplings" are not a thing as far as I am aware, at least not down here. Those are separate thoughts, like the other poems. ...I think.