so at church on sunday, this teeny-tiny cute little girl, who is just as adorable as they get, flags me down. i lean down to talk to her (she's teeny-tiny, remember) and she says in a very loud, breathy whisper (i wish i could actually verbalize this for you, because my mom cracked up):
"TEACHER KATE. I HAVE A SORE THROAT."
and i thought to myself "self... can you back away a few inches without her noticing? probably not. ok, self. hold your breath."
so i - breathlessly - sympathized with her and asked if she wanted to go get a drink of water. off she went.
guess what. today, *i* have a sore throat! (oh well, at least it's not my tonsils.)
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