My 7-year-old nephew, David, and his parents were visiting us in Mesa, Ariz. Somehow David wandered away from a large group of children playing in our front yard and ended up in a small store on the corner a couple of blocks away.
One of the clerks, seeing that David was obviously lost, asked a policeman to question him. "What is your name?" the policeman asked. "David," the child answered. "Where do you live?" the police continued. "Over there," David said pointing. "What does your daddy do?"David's eyes lit up and he looked at the policeman and said, "He's a home teacher."