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I am happily married to an amazing military man who spent 9 years enlisted and is now an Officer in the US Army. We have two amazing boys who are not so little any more! They still infuse every moment of every day with creativity and energy, and make my life an adventure.  I was educated at home, and am now teaching our children - second generation homeschoolers! I try every day to become more like Jesus Christ, and to love like HE does. If you want you can try and catch me at bethylovesandy@yahoo.com

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"For the Lord gives wisdom. From His mouth come knowledge and understanding." Proverbs 2:6 NKJV 
The Message translation puts it this way "God gives out Wisdom free, is plainspoken in Knowledge and Understanding."

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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The Little Red Hen

This just seemed appropriate for today. 
 I am still trying to hold out hope - really I am. So, we will have a short story for a "laugh".  

 Remember the story of the Little Red Hen? Here's the updated 2009 version...

Once upon a time, on a farm in Virginia , there was a little red hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered quite a few grains of wheat. She called all of her neighbors together and said, If we plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat. Who will help me plant it?
Not I, said the cow. Not I, said the duck. Not I, said the pig. Not I, said the goose. Then I will do it by myself, said the little red hen, and so she did.
The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden grain. Who will help me reap my wheat? asked the little red hen.
Not I, said the duck. Out of my classification, said the pig. I'd lose my seniority, said the cow. I'd lose my unemployment compensation, said the goose. Then I will do it by myself, said the little red hen, and so she did.
At last it came time to bake the bread. Who will help me bake the bread? asked the little red hen.
That would be overtime for me, said the cow. I'd lose my welfare benefits, said the duck. I'm a dropout and never learned how, said the pig. If I'm to be the only helper, thats discrimination, said the goose.
Then I will do it by myself, said the little red hen. She baked five loaves and held them up for all of her neighbors to see. They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. 
But the little red hen said, No, I shall eat all five loaves.
Excess profits! cried the cow. (Nancy Pelosi) Capitalist leech! screamed the duck. (Barbara Boxer) I demand equal rights! yelled the goose. (Jesse Jackson) The pig just grunted in disdain. (Ted Kennedy) And they all painted Unfair! picket signs and marched around and around the little red hen, shouting obscenities.
Then the farmer (Obama) came. He said to the little red hen, You must not be so greedy. But I worked hard and earned the bread, said the little red hen.
Exactly, said Barack the farmer. That is what makes our free enterprise system so wonderful. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much
as he wants. But under our modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits of their labor with those who are lazy and idle.
And they all lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, I am grateful, for now I truly understand. But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her. She never again baked bread because she joined the party and got her bread free. And all the Democrats smiled. Fairness had been established. Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed; perhaps no one cared… so long as there was free bread that the rich were paying for.


Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs. Hillary got $8 million for hers. Thats $20 million for the memories from two people, who for eight years, repeatedly testified, under oath, that they couldn't remember anything.


1 comment:

ktwalden said...

I love your "fowl" posts....