The Reception children I was teaching yesterday reminded me at lunchtime that they had to say grace before going to the hall for their lunch.
"Of course," I said. "Which grace do you say?"
Back came the reply.
"God bless this bunch as they munch their lunch."
I won't forget that one in a hurry...
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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5 comments:
That's great! Says it all really. I'd love to say at a posh dinner.
Delightful!
OMG! They are soooo precious :o)
Excellent....too funny :o)
I thought it was great - it's catchy, easy to remember and, most important, is obviously meaningful to the children.
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