GETTING EVEN – Johnny, an eighth grader in Celina, was quite an irritating individual. Some years later, I chanced upon a festival being held in the city. I came up to the dunking booth and who was inside but grown-up Johnny. I said to him, “I am going to buy as many balls as it takes to dunk you in that tub of water.” I eventually dunked him and finally I was even with Johnny. We both laughed but his hand was too wet to shake.
LINING UP – I was teaching first grade in St. Joe, Missouri. For some reason or other the kids were lining up. I told Jimmy that he should go to the end of the line. He came back. “Why didn’t you go to the end of the line?” His simple response, “Someone is already there.”