One Sunday late in Lent a Sunday School teacher decided to ask her class what they remembered about Easter. The first little fellow suggested that Easter was when all the family comes to the house and they eat a big turkey and watch football. The teacher suggested that perhaps he was thinking of Thanksgiving, not Easter.
A pretty young girl answered, Easter was the day when as you come down the stairs in the morning you see all the beautiful presents under the tree. At this point, the teacher was really feeling discouraged. But after explaining that the girl was probably thinking about Christmas, she called on a lad with his hand tentatively raised in the air.
Her spirits perked as the boy said that Easter is the time when Jesus was crucified and buried. She felt she had gotten through to at least one child until he added, “And then He comes out of the grave and if He sees His
shadow we have six more weeks of winter.