RIVER LADY
11-07-2006, 08:27 AM
The teacher gave her fifth grade class 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.
"Garrett, do you have a story to share?"
"Yes ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Laura. She was a pilot
in
Desert Storm and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy
territory
and all she had was a flask of whiskey, a pistol and a survival knife.
She
drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then her
parachute landed right in the middle of twenty enemy troops. She shot
fifteen of them with the gun until she ran out of bullets, killed four
more
with the knife, till the blade broke, and then she killed the last
terrorist
with her bare hands."
"Good Heavens" said the horrified teacher. "What kind of moral did your
daddy tell you from this horrible story?"
"Stay the hell away from Aunt Laura when she's drinking."
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.
"Garrett, do you have a story to share?"
"Yes ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Laura. She was a pilot
in
Desert Storm and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy
territory
and all she had was a flask of whiskey, a pistol and a survival knife.
She
drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then her
parachute landed right in the middle of twenty enemy troops. She shot
fifteen of them with the gun until she ran out of bullets, killed four
more
with the knife, till the blade broke, and then she killed the last
terrorist
with her bare hands."
"Good Heavens" said the horrified teacher. "What kind of moral did your
daddy tell you from this horrible story?"
"Stay the hell away from Aunt Laura when she's drinking."