At lunch time today one of my boys came up to me and said, "Miss Hall, I have an important question. Why did Jesus have to die?"
Well, that's a fun one. I think I answered it pretty well, considering the fact that I was explaining it to a five year old. It was actually fairly easy, all things considered: we all sin, sin has consequences (death and punishment), Jesus died to take that punishment upon Himself. So then another child (both, by the way, are my main trouble makers) popped out of his seat to talk about how when he lies God forgives him so he doesn't have to go to "down there" for it. I then had to explain repenting and trying to do better.
After that the conversation turned more to angels and such, and then one of the kids almost provoked me to an outburst against Santa. I don't know how I'm going to survive the Christmas season.
He told me that Santa is one of God's guards, and when we ask God for things, He sends Santa to give them to us. I was amused, but annoyed. So I.... let the next student ask a question and he asked me what angels look like.
Other questions include: "Will we become angels when we die?" "Do you know the ten commandments?" "Does Satan have ten commandments?"
This was all at lunch time. Theological discussion peppered the rest of the day. I love little kids.