kathydwells
Darlene is my middle name, not my nickname
A teacher gave her class of 11 year olds an assignment. Get
their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it.
The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell
their stories.
Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg
laying hens. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the carwhen we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess and the moral of the story, "Don't put all your eggs in one basket!"
"Very good," said the teacher.
Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "My family are farmers too.
But we raise chickens for the meat market. One day we had a dozen eggs, but when they hatched we only got five live chicks, and the moral to this story is,"Don't count your chickens before they're hatched."
"That was a fine story Sarah. Michael, do you have a story to share?"
"Yes. My daddy told me this story about my Aunt Linda. Aunt Shirley was a flight engineer on a plane in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of whisky, a machine gun and a machete. She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break, she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands."
"Good heavens" said the horrified teacher, "What kind of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?"
"Stay the hell away from Aunt Linda when she's been drinking."
their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it.
The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell
their stories.
Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg
laying hens. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the carwhen we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess and the moral of the story, "Don't put all your eggs in one basket!"
"Very good," said the teacher.
Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "My family are farmers too.
But we raise chickens for the meat market. One day we had a dozen eggs, but when they hatched we only got five live chicks, and the moral to this story is,"Don't count your chickens before they're hatched."
"That was a fine story Sarah. Michael, do you have a story to share?"
"Yes. My daddy told me this story about my Aunt Linda. Aunt Shirley was a flight engineer on a plane in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of whisky, a machine gun and a machete. She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break, she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands."
"Good heavens" said the horrified teacher, "What kind of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?"
"Stay the hell away from Aunt Linda when she's been drinking."
That's hilarious!!!
What would we do without you, Darlene? I never want to find out. ;-)
