Anyone Know The Area Code For Heaven?

(We are eleven. We are standing, whispering and giggling, in the town square of Chester on our very first field trip ever in this new big school. We are excited, and nervous, to say the least. Our teacher, whose name no-one can spell, presides over us, tall, looming, scary and white-bearded.)

Teacher: *shouting* “Get out your phones!”

(We obey.)

Teacher:  “Add this number to your contact list.” *provides number*

(We obey.)

Teacher:  “Now put my name in. Wait! Many people spell my name wrong. Listen carefully. G… O…”

Student: “Yes?”

Teacher:  “D. That is all.”