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Six Sentence Story: Draw

It's Thursday, which must mean it's time for another Six Sentence Story!  This week's prompt:  draw.
How does the mind pick and choose what to remember, and how could a simple prompt take me back to my Primary class at church?  
The teacher, Sister I-don't-recall-her-name, stood at the front of the small room, chalk in hand, poised to illustrate a concept.  The point she wanted to make was overshadowed by the knee-slapping story she told to apologize for her artistic ability.
Once I very quickly drew a bird, and a boy in the class piped up, "Chickens only have 2 legs!"
The class erupted in laughter.  In the retelling, it's obvious it was a "you had to be there moment," but even at that, I can't figure out why it has taken up precious space in my memory banks. 

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Thanks for a happy childhood.

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  1. The mind is amazing in its ability to store minute memories.

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    1. It is amazing, isn't it? Of course, I wish I could remember more important things, too. :-)

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  2. I loved this because it speaks of the little childhood moments that tickle our fancy or capture our hearts. This teacher knew that reach her students a bit of entertaining would catch their interest, and obviously it worked. I wouldn't be surprised if you can recall the lesson on the board as well!

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    1. Unfortunately, you give me too much credit. I wish I could remember the real lesson!

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  3. I'm sorry for Christine, but so glad I'm not the only one! :-)

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  4. Hahaha...my friend vic has never lived down drawing a four legged turkey!

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  5. Who as a child hasn't provided the animals they drew extra legs? I love the honesty of the teacher who probably settled her class and made them happy to participate with her comment.

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  6. everyone child is picasso… lol (no, in fact, I'm not quite sure what I mean… but, you know… sometimes chickens have more than 2 legs)

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  7. I've made many a preschool drawing that had my assistant laughing from the sidelines. Great story.

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  8. That is funny, Kristi. Memories, such a collection we have!

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  9. It is funny the things that will stay with us. I feel lucky to have a very good memory. Loved your story.

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