So, Mrs. Brenda was attempting to herd a few of the preschoolers who get on busses at our school in the afternoon. She was sure she had the names of her few charges, but everytime she called Brian's name, he would tell her it wasn't his name. She was not flustered until she had put a couple on the bus already and thought she had the right ones left. To take them into the bus room she called them by name and again, Brian told her that was not his name. A little bit nervous she herded them on to the bus room. One last time she said Brian's name and he went a bit ballistic. "THAT'S NOT MY NAME!" Brenda finally asks, thinking she has put Brian on a wrong bus, "What is your name?" Brian replies with a smile, "Tarzan." He even tried to explain that he lived on a grape vine.
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