PART 1: I was reminding a student at the end of a lesson that I wouldn't be there next week because of the big music convention, and his parting words were as follows...
KID: Have a nice trip to San Antonio! Is your wife going with you?
ME: She'd have to exist first.
(He gave me a sad look, so i tried to alleviate his embarrassment by adding, "Maybe I'll meet her down there!")
PART 2: As I was reminding more people that there would be
no lessons a few days next week because of TMEA, I explained the whole
concept--that it's a big music teachers' convention in San Antonio--to a
KID: I've been to San Antonio twice! But I still can't spell it.
ME: Oh, I bet you can. S-A-N, space...
ME: It's just the name Antonio.