A teacher gave her class of 11 year olds an assignment: To get their
>> parent 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 car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the
>> eggs got broken.
>>
>> "What's the moral of that story?" asked the teacher.
>>
>> "Don't put all your eggs in one basket!"
>>
>> "Very good," said the teacher.
>>
>> Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "Our 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 ten 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 Aunty Sharon. Aunty
>> Sharon 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 and then
>> 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 f**k away from Aunty Sharon when she's been drinking."
>>
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