July-August 2013
A little boy asked his grandpa how old he was. Grandpa teasingly replied, “I’m not sure.” To which the little boy advised, “Look in your underwear, Grandpa. Mine says I’m 4 to 6!”
A teacher asked her students to write a sentence about a public servant. One boy wrote, “The fireman came down the ladder pregnant.” The teacher took the child aside and asked, “Do you know what pregnant means?”
“Sure,” he calmly replied. “It means carrying a child.”
Once there was a golfer whose drive landed on an anthill. Rather than move the ball, he decided to hit it where it lay. He gave a mighty swing. Clouds of dirt, sand, and ants exploded from the spot—everything, that is, but the ball. He lined up and tried another shot. Again, clouds of dirt, sand, and ants went flying, but the ball didn’t even wiggle. Two ants survived. One said to the other, “What are we going to do?” The other ant replied, “I don’t know about you, but I’m going to get on the ball.”