Some people reading this blog may have had the same CCD (catechism, religious education) teacher as I did. His name was Bill. I'm not sure what his last name was, Mr.... something, but anyway, Bill was a greasy haired nut.
I always remember him teaching us with an exceptionally loud tone of voice. He scared the crap out of me. On some occasions I even argued with him, like the time he told me I was going to hell cuz I loved my Mom more than God. Woops! Even though he was nuts, he was definitely my favorite CCD teacher, and the only one I can remember. I even remember (even though I was 12) some of the things he taught us. Between cigarettes, I remember him telling us:
"You wanna know who's gonna get into heaven?"
"People who get their hands dirty".
hmmm.. I thought. Mechanics got a straight shot!.
He said:
"When you die, and walk up before God, he's gonna say - 'let me see your hands'. (I always imagine Snow White asking to see the Dwarf's hands at this point) If your hands are clean, perty, nice, and soft, tough luck! It's gonna be the hard workers, the ones who got DIRTY that are gonna walk through heaven's gates!"
I tend to think about this every night while I do the dishes. If Mr... Moore!! (I just remembered - Mr. Moore) Yeah, so if Mr. Moore was right, I won't even have to knock at the door, cuz my hands are JACKED up from washing so many dishes. They are all tough, I have calluses, and they are lookin' more like a 60 something-year-old's hands than a 29 year olds. These hands are sure torn up. I just better show up before I wash the suds off.
2 comments:
ask your landlord for a dishwasher or wear rubber gloves / how were the ccd teach's hands / did he have ones to get him straight in or were they dirty dirty / u so funny
His hands were as greasy and dirty as his hair and always holding cigarette butts. Since I think I heard he passed away, I'm sure he's chillin with St. Peter.
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