When I Grow Up

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The teacher asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up.

One boy: A doctor!

One girl: A lawyer!

Me: Either the President or the man who paints

the line down the middle of the road.

A wave of snickers and giggles rolled through the class.

My teacher laughed.

Now I was embarrassed.

Teacher: And what inspired such unusual choice.

Me: OK.OK. Forget what I said about being President.

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