What are those Holes?

Several years ago I taught grade one.  Two boys were working on the laptop at my desk.  I was swooping around the room providing support and stopped to check in with them.  One said, "Hey, what are those holes in your face?"

Now, we all know I am not the brightest bulb so I answered, "My nose holes?"

Laughter erupts from the two boys who have since moved any attention from the computer to me since I talked about my "nose holes".  (Any time you can get your teacher to talk about anything other than work you have succeeded as a child) - Their laughter, of course, drew the attention of passersby. 

"No, not those holes.  THOSE holes," said combined with pointing to my cheeks.

Me: "What holes?" (said while feeling my face trying to find the said holes.)

"Those things in your face, the bumps, the holes, you know," - said with exasperation as they tired of how dumb I apparently am.

Me: "These?" pointing to my dimples.

"Yeah. What are those?"

...And so began the impromptu human body lesson on dimples.

My dimples have long been a topic of discussion.  On occasion someone will say, "You have cute dimples." While it is nice to receive compliments, as a grown adult being complimented on your dimples by strangers or people you don't know well always left me feeling slightly uncomfortable.  (I suppose that is because I am notorious for having up walls not letting people in- Accepting compliments might signal that its OK to get to know me.)

Too bad the dimples don't charm everyone, eh?