ithe teacher gave her Fifth grade class an assignment:
iget their parents them a stery with a moral at the end of it. The next: day the kids
icame back and ene by ene began ta tel their stories.
Beathy said, "My father' s a farmer and we have a Tet ti, toliet" ! i) hens. one time we were
staking eur eggs market in a basket en the front: seat e the pickup when we hit: a bump in
Ithe road and the eggs went Faying and brake and made a mess.
And what' s the moral crf the story?" asked the teacher.
Don' t: put year eggs in ene basket!"
Very good," said the teacher. "rem, Lucy?"
i our Faming are farmers tee. But we raise chickens fer the meat market. we had a decen eggs
gene time, when ",t. t" !; hatched we eney get ten iiye chicks. And the merah ta this stery
is, den' t caunt your c likens untie they hatch."
l" That was a Fine stery Lucy.
Johnny, you have a stery share?"
i” Yes, ma' am, my daddy tcald me this stery about: my Aunt Karen. Aunt Karen was a Fiight
genwunner in Desert Sterm; her plane get hit. she had baie eut ever anem territory and
she had was a bettie of whiskey, a machine gun; a machete. she drank t e whiskey en the
away dawn it wouldn' t break; then she landed right: in the middie crf 100 enemy treeps. she
lki led seventy of them with the machine gun untie she ran eut crf buckets, then she kicked
iswant mare with the machete the blade brake; then she kicked the last ten with her
5 are an s.
I Geed heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of merah did your daddy yeu
Efrem that horrible story?"
Den' t mess with Aunt Karen when she' s been drinking!"