Kids never stop asking questions. Random and sometimes very hard questions. 7.30 am, weekday mornings, when my face is still scrunched up from sleep and my brain is not yet open for business, is my daughter's favourite time to ping them at me ...
Why do flamingoes stand on one leg?
How did the second world war start?
Why do men have nipples?
... are just some of the beauties I've had recently. It's like her subconscious thinks them up overnight to test me at my mentally weakest point of the day.
“I just need to concentrate on making the packed lunches right now, sweetheart,” I too often hear myself replying. But my fully-awake self fully appreciates her child's curiosity and inquisitiveness. And the last thing I want to do is kill it off.
This dinky little book keeps it very much alive - and takes it even further. It encourages children to look at the world and question everything.
Inside its deliciously old-fashioned, hard-backed cover there are only questions. And not a single answer.
Very tricky questions ...
Questions which encourage children to think sideways, upside down, in circles ...
Questions which push them think to hard, think deeply ...
Questions which have no right answer ...
Questions which trigger discussion and invite them to argue their case ...
Questions which delve into all the fuzzy areas ...
It's like beginner philosophy for kids.
I first used our well-thumbed and sticky-fingered copy with my son, when he was eight or nine. I remember taking it on a long -˜walk and talk' session with him the weekend we got it. “Give me another one,” he'd say and we'd go off into another round of debate - or “verbal fisticuffs” as the author calls it - until we were all thunked out.
Now my daughter, just turned nine, also likes to get stuck into a good thunk. “I like the way your brain has to zig-zag its way through things you've never thought about before," she said. We sometimes do thunks to break up a long car journey or just pluck one to ponder together at a random moment of the day. Though recently she's been asking if we can do a thunk at bedtime. ("Er ... wouldn't you prefer a Peter Rabbit story?" I say. I'm rubbish at that end of the day too!)
She's even started making up her own thunks now. She says she likes trying them out on her friends at school. The secret of making a really good thunk, she told me, is to get it “exactly in the middle” so the other person really can't decide which way to answer. Here are some of hers:
Do you own your shadow?
If you have a tattoo, is it part of your body?
If you listen to an audio book, does that count as reading the book?
Maybe it will even boost her confidence in class discussions at school. She told me a while ago that sometimes she wants to put her hand up but doesn't in case her answer sounds silly and isn't the answer the teacher wanted. Thunks teach kids that opinion and fact are not the same thing. That sometimes there is no wrong answer.
Of course, the downside is it isn't make my mornings any easier.
“Is zero an odd or an even number?” I got this morning as I was scraping burnt toast and hollering at the Teenager to get out of bed.
Ouch.
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