The Italian nanny was attempting to answer the teacher's latest question when the Morrocan student interrupted, shouting, "Excuse me, what's an Easter?" 

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 country-man 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 then 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."

From Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris

Hope you have the nice party, peoples.


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