Overheard

Our church rents space to a private elementary school, and this summer they are running a summer school. I know a couple of the children in this summer program because also go to our Sunday school. One of them, a boy who’s about ten years old, is surprisingly good with words. He’s also, in his very talkative way, quite shy. He is one of the last children left at summer school today, and because the playground is four feet from my office window, I’ve been listening to him talk to one of the teachers:

“My eyes burn.”

The teacher laughs, so it can’t be that he got something in his eyes. So what happened? I can’t figure out what they’re talking about.

“They burrrrn! No, please delete that picture of me. Delete it!”

Ah, now I get it.

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