NOT DADDY’S DAUGHTER
When someone asks our neighbor’s little girl what her name is, she acquired the habit of replying, “I’m Mr. Johnson’s daughter.” That irritated her mother to no end, so the mom sat her daughter down and gave her these instructions: “When someone asks you your name, it’s not correct to tell them you’re ‘Mr. Johnson’s Daughter.’ You tell them you’re ‘Angela Jane Johnson!'” Sure enough, it backfired. The very next Sunday, the daughter had a substitute Sunday School teacher. The teacher asked the daughter what her name was. The daughter dutifully replied, “I’m Angela Jane Johnson!” And the teacher replied, “And aren’t you Mr. Johnson’s daughter?” And Angela Jane, With downcast eyes, primly replied, “Well, I thought I was, but mother says I’m not!” Taken from Fence Post, October 18, 1999, “Laugh Tracks in the Dust” column
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