When I was a child and would visit Grandpa and Grandma on their farm, we’d have fun, but I noticed that while we were having fun, the farm work they had to do got done. We would pick green beans, gather pears, or hunt the cows that had calves. Times don’t change very much. Our granddaughter, whose teacher teaches phonics and urges creativity instead of spelling, wrote the following story for her second grade English assignment: “Yestur day I stad with grampa and gramma on their farm. They...