Jesus Shaves Me talk pretty one day - by David Sedaris And what does one do on Easter? Would anyone like to tell us?.... ...The Italian nanny was attempting to answer the teachers latest question when the Moroccan student interrupted, shouting, Excuse me, but whats an Easter? It would seem that despite having grown up in a Muslim country, she would have heard it mentioned once or twice, but no. I meant it she said. I have no idea what you people are talking about. The teacher called upon the rest of us to explain. The Poles led the charge to the best of their ability. It is, said one, a party for the little boy of God who call his self Jesus and... oh, shit She faltered and her fellow countryman came to her aid. He call his self Jesus and then he be die one day on two... morsels of...lumber. The rest of the class jumped in, offering bits of information that would have given the pope an aneurysm. He die one day and the he go above of my head to live with your father. He weared of himself the long hair and after he die, the first day he come back here for to say hello to the peoples. He nice, the Jesus. He make the good things, and on the Easter we be sad because somebody makes him dead today. Part of the problem had to do with vocabulary. Simple nouns such as cross and resurrection were beyond our grasp, let alone such complicated reflexive phrases as to give of yourself your only begotten son. Faced with the challenge of explaining the cornerstone of Christianity we did what any self-respecting group of people might do. We talked about food instead.
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