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A young boy attended his first Sunday School class
and he was relating the events of the day to his mother.
"We sang a song about a bear," he proudly said.
"You sang a song about a bear?" His mother asked. "Yes," he piped up. "We sang a song about a bear that was cross-eyed." His mother blinked. "You sang a song about a bear that was cross-eyed?" she asked, wondering what this had to do with Sunday School. "Uh-huh. We sang a song about a bear that was cross-eyed and his name was Gladly," her son explained. His mother pressed. "What do you mean?" With a big smile, he said, "We sang 'Gladly, the Cross-eyed Bear.'" |