So, last Wednesday, Monty who'd missed bible study the night before - for a football match of all things, shock, horror! - and the Swans didn't even win! - messaged me saying he was leading the study this week and checking how far we'd got. 'I'm doing chapter 12, is that right?' he said.
'Yes,' said I merrily, knowing we'd finished a chapter the night before.
Last night, at about half past seven (or 7.33 precisely as Monty corrected me), with study due to start at eight, I realised that the chapter we'd finished had been ten meaning we were on chapter ...um ... eleven this week, not chapter twelve.
I had to break the bad news.
'Um, Monty ...'
But he is a star and an ex-teacher so pretty good at - I was going to say waffling but that suggests it was irrelevant but his words were great and appropriate.
I'd have thrown a total wobbly if it had been me in that position!
2 comments:
Not too much fazes teachers -- they've seen it all!
Teachers are definitely adaptable!
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