There was this little boy with no arms who wanted to ring the
 church bell on Sundays so he went to talk to the preacher.
 
 The preacher didn't know how he was going to do it, but he figured
 he would give him a shot. When they got to the top of the tower,
 the kid ran face first into the bell, no sound.
 
 After a few moments, the kid got up and begged the preacher for
 another try. Unable to break the poor lad's spirit the preacher
 reluctantly agreed, so the kid ran his head into the bell again,
 then fell down.
 
 Staggering to his feet the poor boy asked if he could try one last
 time.
 
 Confident that this is the last time the preacher nodded his head,
 so the kid again ran headfirst into the bell and fell down once
 again.
 
 By this time the bell was swinging away. When the boy stood up,
 the bell hit him in the face and knocked him out of the window. He
 fell to the ground and died.
 
 When the police came, they asked the preacher if he knew the kids
 name. 
 
 The preacher said, "No. But his face sure rings a bell."