1. This works best if you and your child know someone in a dangerous situation, i.e that person has a life-threatening illness or is stationed in Iraq (or is made to repeatedly run across Sturrow Drive in Boston, blind-folded, during rush-hour traffic).
2. It is hard for your child to maintain contact with this person, thus always leaving a question of doubt about the status of the individual.
3. Send your child an e-mail message, with only the person's name in the subject.
Explanation: The person's name in as the e-mail subject instantly registars as important in the eyes of your child. The lack of other clarifying words will instantly raise fears, as the lone name looks ominous. Questions will immediatly arise: What is it? Why is my mother sending this? What did she hear? Why is she sending me an email with only his name? What is she not telling me? What is she going to tell me?
He's been shot! His dad has been shot! His whole unit was killed in a giant explostion having to do with a rabbit with sharp, pointy teeth.
Back Story: My mother (you know who you are!) did this exact thing to me today. And as I have a friend stationed in Iraq, seeing the email titled "Peter" in my Inbox caused me to nearly pass out. Luckily she was only passing along knowledge of his whereabouts (He's in Baghdad) that I already knew. So all's well that ends well. But, sheesh. My heart stopped. And, having just attended the Body Worlds 2 exhibit at the Museum of Science, I know that having my heart stop is bad (but the exhibit is way cool -- by which I mean fascinating in an initially disgusting way).
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Unrelated P.S. an ice cream social will do worlds of good for the morale of your employees when you force them to attend an all-staff meeting.
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His whole unit was killed in a giant explostion having to do with a rabbi with sharp, pointy teeth.
Please don't bring me into this.
Did you see the article about Chinese bodies and body exhibits in the New York Times? Talk about creepy! I saw the exhibit in Philadelphia...neat but unsettling.
oy! I actually meant to write "rabbit" not "rabbi." What a rather funny coincidence. Sorry, Rabbi. I'm sure you have lovely teeth.
I like to think my teeth are nice, although I lost a few as a young man when I played for Israel's national ice hockey team.
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