Apparently my son (6) spent lunch time alone, again, laying in the grass at school, looking at the sky, whilst the other kids played.
In other news… not possibly related… he is the only openly non-religious kid there, and they all think he’s wrong.
Nice way to teach tolerance.
I touched on it HERE over at God and Son.
On the plus side, he knows how clouds form, where as the other kids think they are like cotton wool.
Go figure… the religious ones believe in cotton wool clouds, but my non-believing son is all about the science…
He asked me – “They all say they are Christians, but that’s all made up stories. If they are Christians, then what am I?“
I’m sure some of the others just ‘believe‘ to stay in with the crowd, and some just say it because, well… everyone else is saying it.
Regardless of what you might think, I have always tried to keep religion out of his life until he is old enough to make his own mind up. If he has asked a question, I have always tried to be neutral & promote understanding of people’s beliefs, and to be tolerant.
I answered in form of a question – “Do you believe that there is a God?”
He replied – “Pffft, no!”
I asked – “Are you sure?”
He replied – “It’s just stories. He’s not real, I already SAID that!”
I said – “Then you are like me. You are an Atheist.”
He looked at me, grimaced and said – “Atheist people don’t believe in God, do they?”
I told him – “No, they do not.”
I told him that as he grows up, he’ll meet a lot of people who believe in God or Gods, and he’ll meet a lot of people who don’t. I told him that I am happy for him to believe what he wants, and that other people are allowed to believe what they want, as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone.
He seemed much happy to be a thing, and not just not being a Christian.
He smiled, gave me a hug and then went back to reading his book on racing Mini Coopers.
Welcome to the new Renaissance lad.