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Thursday, August 03, 2006

A playground story ...

The little boy, crying, comes up to his father on the side of the playground.

“Daaaaaaaad,” the boy wails.

His father reacts immediately and picks his son up and puts him on his lap. “What happened?” he asks.

“That boy over there.” The boy pauses and points to another boy playing in the middle of the playground. “He hit me.”

‘Well, go hit him back,” the father says, puts his son down and pushes him forward.

The wife and mother having overheard the exchange comes rushing forward, sweeps up their son and looks back at her husband. “Are your crazy? Do you want to start a riot in this neighborhood?”

“But our son can whip that kid’s butt.”

“And his big brother’s, and his friends? It’s just us and our son here.”

“But we’re stronger then they are.”

“For now, here, at this time and place." She paused and then said, "Let’s hope we’re smarter, too.”

Addendum: There’s a book out titled, All I Really Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten, by Robert Fulghum. How can I get a copy to the Israeli Security Cabinet? I think they are still replaying Joshua at Jericho ... which is soooooo OLD Testament. Israel is stuck in its tribal past.

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