After church, I approached
Julie with total confidence and said, "Hi! I"m Slob Biley. I
mean, Blob er, . . . uh. Hi. Would you go to the school
banquet with me?"
Her response? "Why should I go with you?"
"My mom says I"m cute," I replied.
"Then why don"t you go with her?" she said, which was
a mean thing to say because my mom had already said
no.
"I"ll go with you!" Marion said.
Marion went to our church, but everyone thought she
was crazy and left her alone. Crazy or not, though, I
needed a date.
"Uh, great!" I said.
Marion then put down her Psycho Weekly
magazine, walked over and wrote her phone number
on my hand. This would"ve been more romantic if she"d
used a pen instead of a paper clip.
I suddenly noticed a guy glaring at us through the
church window looking like that "Garfield-stuck-on-a-
car-window" thing. Marion quickly said, "Ignore him.
That"s Jimmy, my ex-boyfriend. YOU ARE SUCH AN
IDIOT, JIMMY! And if you hurt this guy like the last one,
Jimmy, you"ll so get arrested!"
"The last one?" I squealed.
"Don"t be afraid," she said. "He has a bad eye. Can"t
shoot straight."
I"ll Never Forget That Night
The date turned out to be as horrible as it sounded.
Marion talked me into a movie before the banquet. She
wanted to see a girly movie called
Baby"s Day Out. I wanted to see a manly movie
called
The Little Mermaid. We compromised and saw
Baby"s Day Out.
Now, I barely knew Marion, but during the movie she
turned and said, "Wow, our first date. We should write
notes to our kids right now so they"ll know what we
were thinking on our first date!"
I was thinking my note would read, "Dear kids, your
mom"s crazy!" but I continued to be nice. I also used the
word friend a lot, which made Jimmy, who was
sitting right behind us, calm down.
Finally, after the banquet, I walked her home. I thanked
her for going with me and for not letting Jimmy attack
me. Jimmy leaned out from behind a tree and said,
"The night"s not over yet!"
"I can"t believe you took me to the banquet," Marion
said. "No one at church even talks to me. But you were
nice, even when I was messing with you about "our first
date." "
"You were just messing with me?"
"Yeah, I just act crazy because everyone"s already
judged me," she said. "But you showed me friendship.
You reached out to me like Jesus did. He reached out
to help, not to point and laugh."
She said other things too, but that"s when Jimmy
tackled me, so I missed most of it. But I left reminded
that sometimes people only see Jesus through our
actions. This month reach out to help, not to point and
laugh! Go, be Jesus!