By Luca C
My parents often remind me of their unconditional love. Now, I’m sure they do love me…but why name me after the Lord’s son?
Yes, my name is Jesus.
I’ve gotten pretty used to it: from joke birthday messages on Christmas Day to people ‘worshipping’ me in the hallways.
But wait. Something impossible just occurred! Mrs. Bridge interrupted her own monotone Maths lecture to shout: “Wake up, Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!” Like a passionate preacher she sent the class into hysterics. The obnoxious laughter was interrupted by a divine voice: “His name’s so cuuuute!”
Creole goddess Christophine Bleu has changed my life.
Nice little coming of age story! Good work. Enjoyed it.
Ah, to be a teen-ager again! Loved this story.
That was really sweet, unexpected in that it wasn’t the usual cynical twist you often find connected with things Jesus!