Originally broadcast on CHED radio - Date unknown

I am firmly convinced after 13 years of fatherhood that inside the head of every child is a small IBM machine that acknowledges and files for future reference any information that the child might at some future date put to good use, while at the same time rejecting the latest parental command if it contradicts what the child believes to be the best thing for him at that particular moment. For example, a small boy will start to bounce a hard rubber ball off his bedroom wall. Father yells at him. "Gordon, will you stop bouncing the ball inside the house. If you want to play ball go outside." Five minutes later, the ball is heard bouncing around the bedroom again. However, if that same small boy should crawl out of bed on the first day of the upland game shooting season, and if he should ask to go along, and if father should say, "you're too young Gord. I'll take you out in four or five years when you get older," you can count on that lad showing up at his fathers bedside with pack and gun four years to the moment from the time of dad’s promise. He'll look at father and say, "you promised!“ So like I say, I am convinced that each small child comes equipped with a small but highly efficient IBM machine tucked neatly inside his noggin.