Brayan

Brayan has the face of a Cabbage Patch doll... and the stature of one. And a whole bunch of fluffy hair. He's a really sweet kid though. Let me tell you what I mean.

Brayan raised his hand in class yesterday and let me know in no uncertain terms that there was a cockroach on my bookshelf. "Can I kill it?" he asked, and I could hear the hope and anticipation in his voice.

Never one to disappoint a child, I knocked it off the shelf so he could smash it with his shoe. As he wiped its remains up with a tissue and deposited them in the trash can, he smiled at me (this doubled the width of his face.) "I'm a good boy."

You really can't make this stuff up.