Cowboy Boots
Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 6:36 pm
COWBOY BOOTS
>
> If you've ever dressed a child you will love it.
>
> Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping one of her
> kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots? He asked for help
> and she could see why. Even with her pulling and him pushing, the
> little boots still didn't want to go on.
>
> Finally, when the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat.
> She almost cried when the little boy said, "Teacher, they're on the
> wrong feet."
>
> She looked and sure enough, they were. It wasn't any easier pulling
> the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her
> cool as together they worked to get the boots back on, this time on
> the right feet.
>
> He then announced, "These aren't my boots."
> She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream,
> "Why didn't you say so?" like she wanted to, And once again
> she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.
>
> No sooner than they got the boots off he said, "They're my
> brother's boots. My Mom made me wear 'em."
>
> Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry, but she mustered
> up the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his
> feet again.
>
> Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are your
> mittens?" He said, "I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots"
>
> Her trial starts next month.
>
> In God We Trust
> God Bless America
>
> If you've ever dressed a child you will love it.
>
> Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping one of her
> kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots? He asked for help
> and she could see why. Even with her pulling and him pushing, the
> little boots still didn't want to go on.
>
> Finally, when the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat.
> She almost cried when the little boy said, "Teacher, they're on the
> wrong feet."
>
> She looked and sure enough, they were. It wasn't any easier pulling
> the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her
> cool as together they worked to get the boots back on, this time on
> the right feet.
>
> He then announced, "These aren't my boots."
> She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream,
> "Why didn't you say so?" like she wanted to, And once again
> she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.
>
> No sooner than they got the boots off he said, "They're my
> brother's boots. My Mom made me wear 'em."
>
> Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry, but she mustered
> up the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his
> feet again.
>
> Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are your
> mittens?" He said, "I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots"
>
> Her trial starts next month.
>
> In God We Trust
> God Bless America