It was the usual muddy day in the country.

Our first grade
teacher, Miss Brown, had just finished putting on the 36th
boot on the 18th pair of little feet and quickly prepared to
finish the last pair so she could go to lunch.

The last pair of boots was for little Johnny Smith, a quiet
boy.

Miss Brown had a very difficult time getting his
boots on as they were a bit too small for his growing feet,
but finally the battle was won.

To her dismay, little Johnny looked blandly up into her
face and announced: "Teacher, these boots aren't mine."

In a hurry, but wanting to be kind, Miss Brown groaned,
but with grim gentleness removed the boots and
straightened her aching back.

Whereupon Johnny continued: "They're my little brother's,
but Mommy said I could wear them to school today."