I'm just glad
that cows don't fly
It is a rather hectic place around here these days what with all of our
changes taking place (the Register has been sold to Gloria Priebe) and thinking
on the side has not been an option for me this week.
We did, however, have lunch at AI's Saturday afternoon with a group that was
taking advantage of the chance to visit Dick and Gloria (Beaudin) Black for a
few minutes before they went on their way to a warmer climate. There
was a young boy (10-12) sitting across from me and what do you say to a kid? Not
my expertise. He comes up with a joke about an elephant crossing the street
because the chicken took the day off. Then he wanted to know if I
knew any. My mind shot off to its darkest recesses to find one for a child and
found this one ...
Birdie, birdie in the sky, why'd you potty in my eye? I won't laugh, I won't
cry ... I'm just glad that cows don't fly!!! Took him awhile, but it was
worth the wait to see the light come on in his head! It probably wasn't the
right story to tell a kid, but he wanted something from me and we can only do
our best. I tried.
And in the immortal words of Flip Wilson, "No matter how bad I get, always
remember I'm holding back a little."
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