"Do you like church, Mother?" said Jimmy, as they walked home from the Sunday services.

"Of course, I do. I love my church. Don't you?"

"I like the singing and I like the friendly people and I do like the minister, but I don't know what he says."

"Do you mean that you don't understand the sermon?" asked the surprised mother. "I think he talks quite plainly."

"Oh, I know the children's story all right, but many of the words I don't know and I start thinking about other things."

"Tell you what," said the mother. "Next Sunday you write down …