Fold My Laundry Please

When you sit in the front row in Sunday School, you don’t have a whole lot of conversation going on from all sides to distract you.  So when the people behind you start up a rousing discussion, you can pay closer attention to can’t help but hear what they’re saying.  The topic isn’t always of world importance, but it’s usually pretty interesting.  Today, for example, the conversation was particularly amusing and disturbing all at the same time.  Allow me to set the scene.  Lady 1, an elementary school teacher by trade, glances up at the black board, notices the poorly erased lesson from the last class and turns to Lady 2, also an elementary school teacher.

Lady 1:  You know, they would’ve had an easier time erasing their lesson if they had used the proper kind of chalk for this kind of board.

Lady 2:  Chalk is chalk, isn’t it?

1:  Not so.  Some types of boards, such as this one, require a much softer chalk than others.  It’s easier to erase completely that way.

2:  Oh.

1:  I like to eat chalk.

2:  …

1:  Oh yes!  My kids at school think it’s funny to bring their friends over to me and say, "Miss 1?  So-and-so doesn’t believe you like to eat chalk."  And I say, "Oh, no?" and pop a piece right in my mouth and chew it up!  It  REALLY freaks them out!

2:  That freaks me out, too.

1:  They say, "Ewww!  Don’t you know what that stuff’s made of, Miss 1?"  And I say, "Only the calcified remains of teeny tiny sea creatures, that’s all!"  *chuckles*

2:  …

1:  And when they ask me what it tastes like, I tell them, "It tastes like chalk!"

2:  That makes sense.

1:  Oh, I’ve been eating chalk since I was four years old.  I’ve always loved the stuff!

At this point, class started and the conversation, such as it was, was cut short.  I wonder if Lady 1 has ever heard the term pica?  If the Relief Society ever asks me to bring a meal to her, I’ll just send over a basket of clay, chalk, spray starch, and dirt!  Deeeeelicious!

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