My Class

Found this one on the internet.  It’s a good lesson on perspective.

“While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name. 
Suddenly,  I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had been in my high school class some 40 years ago.

Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was too old to have been my classmate.

After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended the local high school.

‘Yes,’ he replied.

‘When did you graduate?’ I asked.

He answered, ‘In 1944.’

‘Why, you were in my class!’ I exclaimed.

He looked at me closely and then asked, ‘What did you teach?’”

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PAULandBARB76@webtv.net (Paul Edward Paulsen))  

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