Recently a substitute teacher in New York got the axe because she allegedly asked fourth-graders for advice on her love life.
She was probably confused and needed pure, unbiased counsel. That’s something a therapist would have charged a hefty fee for and something her parents and friends couldn’t provide. On the other hand, Dr. Phil and Jerry Springer would have had a field day. So, what better source of advice is there than kids who at that tender age have heard it all already and who’ve probably heard even more than their parents?