Deadline Girl goes to Sunday School
I'm still Deadline Girl.
You know how I know I'm Deadline Girl? Because I know on the other side of the padlock on my entertainment armoire my Tivo is recording Heros and it's going to be a good one, so I know I need to finish the 40 pages I've promised my editor so that tomorrow I can watch Heros (because we super-types have to stick together).
So I'm going to share with you today a story that my mother shared with me yesterday.
It's a true story from the Sunday School class she teaches every Sunday at the teeny tiny church where I grew up.
Well, yesterday's lesson was on the Ten Commandments. Upon telling all of her students (there were no doubt fewer than five), about the these very important rules from God, Mom asked the kids (they were probably all younger than eight) if they could think of anything they'd done in the past week that would break any of the commandments.
Obviously, this took quite a bit of thinking. So after a long time one of the little boys said, "I don't know. Does farting count?"
And my mother, Sunday teacher extraordinnaire that she is looked carefully at the list and said, "Well, I don't see it on here."
-Ally
You know how I know I'm Deadline Girl? Because I know on the other side of the padlock on my entertainment armoire my Tivo is recording Heros and it's going to be a good one, so I know I need to finish the 40 pages I've promised my editor so that tomorrow I can watch Heros (because we super-types have to stick together).
So I'm going to share with you today a story that my mother shared with me yesterday.
It's a true story from the Sunday School class she teaches every Sunday at the teeny tiny church where I grew up.
Well, yesterday's lesson was on the Ten Commandments. Upon telling all of her students (there were no doubt fewer than five), about the these very important rules from God, Mom asked the kids (they were probably all younger than eight) if they could think of anything they'd done in the past week that would break any of the commandments.
Obviously, this took quite a bit of thinking. So after a long time one of the little boys said, "I don't know. Does farting count?"
And my mother, Sunday teacher extraordinnaire that she is looked carefully at the list and said, "Well, I don't see it on here."
-Ally
posted by Ally Carter at Monday, November 27, 2006
10 Comments:
That is really funny Ally! You made me burst our laughing! My dad thought it was pretty funny because he teaches Sunday school also and has had something like that happen! LOL!
Love your books "Deadline Girl!"
You must have had fun growing up with her. I just stumbled on your blog, now I'll have to go to the library, right?
oops, i mean bookstore
LOL! I love your mom. :)
Absolutely hilarious!
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I must say hearing your mom tell that story Sunday after class was absolutely priceless!
thats soooooo fun cant stop laughing
I don't believe I've ever seen your mom laugh so hard! It was funny enough for us to talk about it at nan's house after church. Classic Smith Chapel moment.
Well Deadline Girl, this story is a perfect example of the times that I HATE not being on the prairie! I would pay big money to have heard your mom tell that story to the gang after church! I can just hear her laughing...
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