Faux Pas

Yes, you may have heard of,

What some other folks saw

Of that which I speak,

Is Hugh’s verbal Faux pas

I was tying the bow,

On my UPS lesson

When I strayed from my plans,

And my thoughts started guessin’

We’ve all had that happen,

At least from time to time

And the truth is that usually,

Things work out just fine

You start to say one thing,

And your brain turns to wood

Your thoughts take a twist,

And don’t work like they should

Most times you just mentally,

Shuffle each word

And the message you meant,

Is the message folks heard

But then there are times,

When your brain turns to goo

And you say something that,

You just didn’t mean to

You sense your mouth moving,

And your thinking just falls

Then you hear yourself mutter,

About “Bob’s two balls”

You try to stay cool,

But you look up to see,

Your whole team’s eyes widen,

And then they all flee

You sense the night’s over,

So you bow low your head

Then you exit stage left,

With your face very red

Last night, as I was talking with a group of parents about our math problem solving strategy, I was trying to make a point about the difference in the amount of reading comprehension involved in math these days as opposed to back when I was in elementary school. I said something like;

"Back in my day, math word problems would be like Bob has two balls and Dave had 3 balls, how many balls do they have all together?"

Laughter is the last thing I remember.

Isn't life just a wonderful thing?