First day in elementary school I saw a gigantic statue of a man seems to be in agony based on his facial expression hanging on a cross. It was a catholic school by the way. The statue instantly freaked me out. One of teacher tried to calmed me down:
"It's only a statue of Jesus dear, he is our savior, he died for our sin"
"My sin? What did I do? I didn't do my homework and somebody need to die for it?"
"It's only a statue of Jesus dear, he is our savior, he died for our sin"
"My sin? What did I do? I didn't do my homework and somebody need to die for it?"