It's Wednesday. He's half-way through his school week. I would figure that by the time he got program through the school and I don't home from school for the night (he goes to an after school care program through the school and I don't pick him up until around a quarter to six), and after he's eaten his dinner, and after he's done his homework (which is minimal at best with him being in the second grade)... I figure he'd like to play with some toys for awhile. You know, wind down after a day.
But the Math-A-Thon has come again.
So tonight, after eating, which was, in itself a bit of a task because of some shredded pork that he didn't really want to deal with (even with a bit of ketchup), and after the really small amount of homework he had for the night, what do I expect he'll ask to do? I figured he'd want to go play, of course.
What does he do? Well, when I take his homework and begin to review it he takes up his Mathathon booklet and leafs through it to where he'd left off the night before.
"I want to do a good job with this because it helps the kids at Saint Judes."
But more than that, I think that he's just inspired by the challenge. I'm completely impressed by his desire, no matter what he says his initiative stems from. He's seven freakin' years old. And espousing some sort of altruism? I don't expect that the Mathathon's charitable nature is going to lead him to devote his life's brain capacity to solving the cure for cancer. He's not there yet. But I know that he loves the challenge of being able to work out math problems workbook that they provide. If he just so happens to make his own mental tie to working the math problems that he loves to making the world a better place, well, then, more power to his smart self.
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