Di timur matahari2012

Michael:
[to gathering of children and adults] Let me tell you a story. There was a boy named Bertus. One day, his grandfather told him he's going to the market. Bertus asked if he could join him. "Yes, you can come along," says grandfather. While walking to the market, grandfather saw a familiar face, "Hey Bertus, isn't that your teacher?" "Where? Goodness, that's my teacher! Hurry grandfather, you must hide." "Why am I the one who must hide? You're the one who missed school today." "But grandfather, I told the teacher that I'm missing school today because you passed away."