So, I picked them up from lunch, brought them back to the classroom, and told them "Ok, the Lego people aren't here yet, but we're going to start math." We read our math message, and then our visitors arrived. I was shaking hands with one of the people, and Jesus stood up and said in a very affronted tone "They're not made of Legos! You said Lego people were coming!" 'Oh my gosh,' I thought, as I realized my mistake. I had been saying 'Lego people.' Poor Jesus! I said "These are the Lego people. They work for Lego Education." He said "But they're just... They have bones and blood and stuff! They're just humans!" My guests thought it was funny, and I learned a valuable lesson. When I told my husband this story, he laughed for a solid five minutes. He said it was one of the funniest stories I ever told him!
|Washington Convention Center|
We had a great day at the conference (more on that in another post) and thought it would be very easy to get back to the jeep which was just on 7th and New York. We were on 9th and L Street. Ok, you guessed it, we got lost! I was trying to be oh-so-sweet to one of my best friends, saying "It's ok. We'll find it. Remember, you wrote down the streets that it was on, and it's next to that restaurant The Fringe." So, Tracie shouted out "Oh! I see the restaurant. The awning is the same." Then, "Oh no," she said. "It was a truck." I didn't really understand what had happened, but I just smiled and said "Let's backtrack. Let's go to the doors of the convention center and walk the two blocks to the parking lot that's next to The Fringe." We walked halfway back, and she said "I see my car." Oh, I was so happy! She said "Oh, we just have to-- Watch out Sharon, the pavement is a little uneven." Oh my gosh! It was like walking through a mountain range. I said "Are you sure this is right? We didn't come through this way before." In a very soothing tone, she said "It's ok, honey. I can see the car. We'll be there in 2 minutes." Then she told me "Umm, I just need you to step up on this ledge. It's really very tiny, but there's a lot of water in the gutter and there's a truck blocking this area." I trust my friend, so I got up onto this ledge. I'm a little ploofy, so it was challenging, as a blind person, to squeeze onto a 2-inch ledge. Then she told me we were going through a hole in a fence. The pavement was really rough again, and I heard the sound of a jackhammer. I heard her say something about having to climb a fence to get out. "Where are we?" I said. "Are we inside of a construction site?" I suddenly heard men calling to us pretty anxiously "Ladies! You can't be in there!" Tracie kept walking us forward. I pulled on her sleeve. "Tracie, I think those men are talking to us. What's happening?" I started feeling very nervous, like if I took one more step the ground beneath my feet was going to explode. Tracie, in a very lady-in-distress voice, started yelling back to them "I just need to get to my car. It's right there!" The construction men said "There's no way out! You're in a live construction site!" I almost started to cry. We must have looked a pitiful sight. The men helped us out, and we did get to the car. At that point, Tracie said "Don't you think that was better than last time? It didn't take us as long!" I laughed and said "It's never boring with you, Tracie. And how dangerous was that, really?" When I told my husband that I had almost died, he thought that this story was even more hysterical than the last. The next day, when we were walking on the correct side of the street, the men recognized us and yelled "Much better, ladies! You're doing great! Keep going!" I swear, I felt like I was on that old-time "I Love Lucy" show.
I hope these two stories bring you a little bit of laughter.