Soon there will be a blogging on a wonderful experience of having a knife pulled on me back in the 1980s. But first I digress.
A surprise.
Long ago in the 6th grade I had a wonderful teacher who was both very strict and very passionate. Very conservative yet very liberated. Make sense? Good.
One day she passed an object around the classroom and asked us to each handle it and try to guess what it was. Everyone did but no one could uncover the mystery.
The object was smaller than a baseball but not perfectly spherical. It was an asymmetrical "ball" and if memory serves me correctly(operative word being "if") it had a dull light grayish coloration to it.
Again, everyone had handled said mystery. Again, no one could guess said mystery.
The teacher revealed what it was. Drum-roll.
Cow cud.
No comments:
Post a Comment