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one little boy in about 4th or 5th grade was trying out for a school play.
He earned a part and went home to tell his father. His father was really
proud of him. So his father asks what part did you get? He replies I got
the part of a man who has been married for 25 years. His father congratulated
him. And then he said, ‘that’s good son, maybe next time you’ll
get a talking role!’ _____________________ Little Johnny was in the garden filling in a hole when his neighbour
peered over the fence. Interested in what the cheeky faced youngster was
doing, he politely asked, ‘What are you up to there, Johnny?’
‘Well, my goldfish died,’ replied Johnny tearfully, without
looking up, ‘and I’ve just buried him.’ The neighbour
was concerned, ‘that’s an awfully big hole for a goldfish,
isn’t it?’ Johnny patted down the last heap of earth then
replied…’That’s because he’s inside your cat!’ Two little boys, Sammy and Tim, were sharing a room in the hospital.
As they were getting to know each other a little bit, Sammy eventually
asked Tim, ‘Hey Tim, what’re you in for?’ ‘I’m
getting my tonsils out – I’m a little worried,’ said
Tim. ‘Oh don’t worry about it. I had my tonsils out and it
was a blast! I got to eat all the ice cream and jello I wanted for two
weeks!’ ‘Oh yeah?’ replied Tim. ‘That’s
not half bad. Hey Sammy, how about you? What’re you here for?’
‘I’m getting a circumcision, whatever that is!’ Sammy
answered. ‘Oh my god, circumcision? I got one of those when I was
a baby and I couldn’t walk for two years!’ At his request, each morning three year old Ray’s mother pinned
a bath towel to the back shoulders of his size two T-shirt. Immediately
in his young imaginative mind the towel became a brilliant magic blue
and red cape. And he became Superman. Outfitted each day in his ‘cape’,
Ray’s days were packed with adventure and daring escapades. He was
Superman. This fact was clearly pointed out last fall when his mother
enrolled him in a kindergarten class. During the course of the interview,
the teacher asked Ray his name. ‘Superman,’ he answered politely
and without pause. The teacher smiled, cast an appreciative glance at
his mother, and asked again. ‘Your real name, please.’ Again,
Ray answered, ‘Superman.’ Realizing the situation demanded
more authority, or maybe to hide amusement, the teacher closed her eyes
for a moment, then in a voice quite stern, said ‘I will have to
have your real name for the records.’ Sensing he’d have to
play straight with the teacher, Ray slid his eyes around the room, hunched
closer to her, and patting a corner of frayed towel at his shoulder, answered
in a voice hushed with conspiracy, ‘Clark Kent.’ A little boy returning home from his first day said to his mother, ‘Mom,
what’s sex?’ His mother, who believed in all the most modern
educational theories, gave him a detailed explanation, covering all aspects
of the tricky subject. When she had finished, the little lad produced
an enrolment form which he had brought home from school and said, ‘Yes,
but how am I going to get all that into this one little square?’ One day, a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes
at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several
strands of white hair sticking out in contrast to her brunette hair. The
little girl looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, ‘Why are
some of your hairs white, Mom?’ Her mother replied, ‘Well,
every time you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my
hairs turns white.’ The little girl thought about this revelation
for a while and then asked, ‘Momma, how come all of grandmas hairs
are white?’
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