I sometimes wonder about how I know the things that I know. Oh sure, there’s school knowledge: Abraham Lincoln’s assassination happened at Ford Theater and Pb is the abbreviation for lead used on the Periodic Table. And knowledge specifically taught to me by my parents, such as the effectiveness of baking soda on grease fires and that a peony that has stopped blooming is either buried too deeply or not receiving enough sun.
As my children grow older, however, “How’d you know that, Mom?” is becoming a more and more common refrain in our household. How do I know that? Tapping a jar’s lid against the counter may loosen it, but if not, running hot water over the lid will usually help. Paris was spared a direct occupation during World War I but was captured by Nazis in World War II. “Aloha” is both a greeting and a farewell. Robins rarely, if ever, eat from bird feeders. Sand improves traction on ice without deteriorating pavement. It seems that I have become a repository of knowledge.
I stumbled across this quote by Jim Rohn, who was an author and businessman, “Life is a process of accumulation. We either accumulate the debt or the value, the regret or the equity.”
In order to ensure that my accumulation of knowledge remains valuable, I have the wonderful opportunity to disseminate it to my children.
LESSON ONE: NO Metal in the Microwave!