The Things I get into...

Oct 20, 2009 02:56

So it's about eight in the morning, and it's about time I started my rounds with my kendo kids. We do some running, play catch the teacher... then play glomp the teacher until she can't breathe. Well the kids were feeling a little antsy so I had them spar of with each other... there was one boy about seven practicing his head hits and I must say he was doing a good job... then next thing I know my Kendo stick vanishes out of my hand and there's a little girl wailing on one of my students. By the time I got to the girl she was on top of the boy and had two little fists full of hair... still attached to his head. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her off. She was about the elbow me, but she turned around then atopped. I asked her if I could trust her not to beat my kid up... She agreed and I let her go... She held my hand and we started to walk towards the church because it was time for service.

During worship service she had told me that I was awesome, and the she was going to marry me when she got older. I smiled and told her that she would have to graduate college before we could even date. But she said that it be so when she was twelve, because any later I would be too old. I couldn't find a way to put her down without her crying in front of the whole congregation... so I told her that I would have to marry someone who would teach kendo with me... so she would have to beat me in a kendo match before I could marry her. She looked at me while standing on the chair and held my face between her hands and leaned in and kissed me... I was SO stunned. And then I blushed. She told me I was cute!!! By this time I had texted a few of my friends and one of them had told me what to say. (which i've already told her...) She had asked me who i was talking to and I told her it was my friend Chip. Shw gave me the most petulant pout and said "oh, boys... euch.) And I gave her a hug while she held onto my arm... then fell asleep in my lap.

But the worst of it was AFTER service. She didn't want to go home. She wanted to stay with me. I held her and carried her to her parent's car and while we were walking her father came up beside me and asked me to keep her innocent. Of course by this time I'm thinking I was the one who got attacked by her. I don't think i'll see her again... but i though it was amusing to see a little kid with THIS much balls... it was kind of funny.

This shold be a reminder that I CAN be likeable sometime.
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