MY FIRST BEER

When I was a kid, my parents and I went to a church picnic at a couple's house.  Dad was the preacher, so he and Mom were busy visiting while I meandered about the place. I came upon a group of people boasting about the fine, homemade, root beer that the couple had made and were serving, and I was handed a glass of it. I took a sip, and cringed.

I had never drunk homemade root beer before, nor had I ever drunk beer, but this definitely wasn't what I knew as root beer. And since I was about the only kid there, among all these adults, I figured this must be real beer! The whole world seemed to drop out from under me! I was so worried! I ran to Mom and Dad and, as soon as I could speak to them privately, warned them in a nervous whisper, "This is beer. They're giving everyone beer." I was scared to death that my parents might be tricked into drinking alcohol thinking it was root beer. Methodists especially are not supposed to drink alcohol. I remember the peculiar looks my parents gave me. They looked like they didn't believe me! My own parents were going to be corrupted, and I could do nothing about it! I was both terrified and furious.

Now, if you ask me what my favorite drink in the whole world is, I would say homemade root beer.

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