Betsy
Team Owner
A little boy was walking down a dirt road after church one Sunday
afternoon when he came to a crossroads where he met a little girl
coming from the other direction.
"Hello" said the little boy.
"Hi" replied the little girl.
"Where are you going"? asked the little boy.
"I've been to church this morning and I'm on my way home", answered
the little girl.
"Me too", replied the little boy. "I'm also on my
way home from church".
"Which church do you go to?" asked the little boy.
"I go to the Baptist church back down the road" replied the little
girl. "What about you?"
"I go to the Methodist church back at the top of the hill", replied
the little boy.
They discover that they are both going the same way so they decided
that they'd walk together.
They came to a low spot in the road where spring rains had partially
flooded the road so there was no way that they could get across to the
other side without getting wet.
"If I get my new Sunday dress wet my Mother is going to
skin me alive" said the little girl.
"Yeah, my Mom will tan my hide if I get my new Sunday
suit wet", replied the little boy.
"I tell you what I think I'll do" said the little girl. "I'm gonna pull
off all my clothes and hold them over my head and wade across".
"That's a good idea", replied the little boy. "I'm going to do the same
thing with my suit".
So they both undressed and waded across to the other side without
getting their clothes wet. They were standing there in the sun waiting
to drip dry before putting their clothes back on when the little boy
finally remarked.
"You know, I never did realize before just how much
difference there really is between a Baptist and a Methodist
afternoon when he came to a crossroads where he met a little girl
coming from the other direction.
"Hello" said the little boy.
"Hi" replied the little girl.
"Where are you going"? asked the little boy.
"I've been to church this morning and I'm on my way home", answered
the little girl.
"Me too", replied the little boy. "I'm also on my
way home from church".
"Which church do you go to?" asked the little boy.
"I go to the Baptist church back down the road" replied the little
girl. "What about you?"
"I go to the Methodist church back at the top of the hill", replied
the little boy.
They discover that they are both going the same way so they decided
that they'd walk together.
They came to a low spot in the road where spring rains had partially
flooded the road so there was no way that they could get across to the
other side without getting wet.
"If I get my new Sunday dress wet my Mother is going to
skin me alive" said the little girl.
"Yeah, my Mom will tan my hide if I get my new Sunday
suit wet", replied the little boy.
"I tell you what I think I'll do" said the little girl. "I'm gonna pull
off all my clothes and hold them over my head and wade across".
"That's a good idea", replied the little boy. "I'm going to do the same
thing with my suit".
So they both undressed and waded across to the other side without
getting their clothes wet. They were standing there in the sun waiting
to drip dry before putting their clothes back on when the little boy
finally remarked.
"You know, I never did realize before just how much
difference there really is between a Baptist and a Methodist
