When we played baseball, Jesus would run past the home base and spiral around the pitcher’s mound. We shouted that he was going the wrong way, but Jesus would only laugh and win.
As far as we knew, it was Jesus who told us how to read. When we complained, “This is boring,” Jesus would throw a book at us, and we shut up. Amid the silence, Jesus would proclaim, “I told you it wasn’t boring,” and we kept quiet because he was right and, also, he had perfect aim.
Posted May 7, 2009 at 11:41pm in jesus
Jesus used to be on the debate team, mostly because nobody else tried out for it. When we went against other schools, Jesus would only smile at the prompt and say that it didn’t really matter which position we argued. And then the other person would look confused before he too agreed, and in this way Jesus was kicked out of debate.
Posted May 6, 2009 at 11:41pm in jesus
Jesus would always wait for the bus with me, even when it was closer for him to walk to school. He seemed to like to talk to all the people who passed by, even if most people took a look at his socks-in-sandals faux pas before ignoring him.
