Another one yesterday . . .
I was in class discussing the origins of the French and Indian War, turning it into a story as I always do. It was going something like this . . .
"So the governor of Virginia is looking for a volunteer to lead an expedition to tell the French to keep out of the Ohio River Valley, because that was Virginia's turf, right? And the commander of the Virginia militia was too old and sick to lead the expedition. Then this youngster, 23 years old and a lowly lieutenant in the militia, steps forward and volunteers. Says he knows the area very well because he helped survey it a couple years before. Governor Dinwiddie looks him over and sees a young, brash fellow who is 6' 4" tall and has all the characteristics of a born leader. So he takes a chance and places this young guy in command of 300 frontier militia members with instructions to head over the mountains and tell the French to scram. And it was this same 6 foot 4 inch redhead who would, one day, go on to become the first President of the United States!"
At which one of my 8th graders brightly chirped: "Abraham Lincoln!!!"
Facepalm!
Sorry man, but that was FUNNY! (P.S. it was WASHINGTON!)
