Yesterday, I had the priviledge of teaching Sunday School. I am happy to report that I my head was still intact when it was over and there was only a smidgeon of drool left on the corner of my mouth that I surrepticiously removed with only a slightly shaky hand.
One of my students was a very nice young man around nine years old. To protect this young man's identity, I will only use the initial R for his name.
As we all sat down at the table, R said, "I wonder who is going to teach us." Since I was sitting right there at the table with them, I was a little confused by this. Baffled, I said, "Well, that would be me."
His face turned from confusion to surprise. "Oh....oh!" he exclaimed. He face was a study of surprise and he also looked a little worried. Noting the worry on his face, I said, "You look a little worried. Is there something wrong?"
He said, "Oh, no! I just expected someone more professional." I was quite taken aback by this and started laughing. R said, "Well, I guess you are kind of a professional since you teach your sons anyway."
He's a cheeky fellow that one.
One of my students was a very nice young man around nine years old. To protect this young man's identity, I will only use the initial R for his name.
As we all sat down at the table, R said, "I wonder who is going to teach us." Since I was sitting right there at the table with them, I was a little confused by this. Baffled, I said, "Well, that would be me."
His face turned from confusion to surprise. "Oh....oh!" he exclaimed. He face was a study of surprise and he also looked a little worried. Noting the worry on his face, I said, "You look a little worried. Is there something wrong?"
He said, "Oh, no! I just expected someone more professional." I was quite taken aback by this and started laughing. R said, "Well, I guess you are kind of a professional since you teach your sons anyway."
He's a cheeky fellow that one.
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