The pretty young schoolteacher was concerned about one
of her eleven year old students. Taking him aside after class
one day, she asked, "Johnny, why has your schoolwork been so
poor lately?"
"I can't concentrate," replied the boy. "I've fallen
in love."
"Is that so?" said the teacher, holding back an urge
to smile. "And with whom?"
"With you," he answered.
"But Johnny," exclaimed the secretly please young
lady, "don't you see how silly that is? It's true that I would like
a husband of my own someday; but I don't want a child."
"Oh, don't worry," said Johnny reassuringly. "I'll be
careful."
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