Sunday night, Aria and I decided to go for a quick swim. She entered the water before me and quickly started her underwater show-off exercises. She came up laughing saying "Help! I'm drowning!!". I quickly put on my stern voice and said to her, "Don't ever say that jokingly. You ONLY say something like that when you are really in trouble. Did I ever tell you the story of The Boy Who Cried Wolf?". "No.", she replied, "Get in and tell me the story".
I sauntered over to the diving board, bounced twice and jumped high into the air. My perfect arc, swan-like pose and last second half twist garnered approving, jealous nods from our neighbors. After I surfaced, I swam to Aria's side and proceeded to tell her the full length story. I gave details of angry villagers, pitchforks and torches in the night. It ended with the young liar being torn asunder while the villagers ignored his pleas. Aria listened intently. When I had finished, I asked her, "What do you think that story is trying to teach you?"
Her reply: "Don't drown.".
2 comments:
Now, that funny!~
holy cow. that is so funny. plus, you write good.
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