Memories from St. Joe's chapel

One of the many elementary schools I went to (I went to four, I think) was Saint Joseph's Episcopal School.  I don't remember the priest's name and I don't remember much of his sermons.  My friends and I were too busy trying to figure out how to get more than a sip of that ultra strong, delicious red wine in communion.  Poor Lesley could never partake as she wasn't of the faith!  There is one sermon that I have always remembered because I thought it ingenious.  The priest was telling us a story in which he taught his sons about fairness.  His sons wanted to split a cookie.  In the past they always fought over who would get the bigger half.  So, the priest made the rule that one of them would break the cookie and the other one would pick which half he wanted.  This ensured that the one breaking the cookie would make it as even as he could.  Of course, I have no idea what bible verse he was using or what the point of the sermon was, but I have always remembered his rule.  Until now, I've never had the opportunity to use it.  Lo and behold, there is one Thin Mint left and Bailey and Reece ask me to split it.  Instead, I used his rule and had one split it.  Unfortunately, Thin Mints don't break well and it crumbled into a million pieces.  Now both girls are made at me for making them do the splitting......I have a headache and I don't think it's from pollen this time!