April 04, 2011
There was a little girl that my mom used to baby-sit. Her name was Esmeralda. Her parents were stark atheists. Wanting their daughter to get a good education, they still sent her to private school. Her father did not want her to pray and insisted she was never to participate in prayer with the others at school. Esmeralda obeyed and refused to partake of the morning prayer. One day my mom asked Esmeralda what they said for morning prayers and she confidently answered, "Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come..." and she recited the whole prayer verbatim. Let there be no doubt that "repetition is the mother of learning."