Storytime

November 12, 2004

A girl with angelic blonde curls sat on the floor Indian-style, with a book resting open-faced on her lap. “Please read this, please read this, please read this,” she chanted, loudly, to her mom who was standing beside her, talking on the cell phone.

The mom didn’t budge and the girl didn’t stop, not even to take a breath. “Please read this, please read this, please read this, please read this, please read this.”

Finally, the mom put her conversation on hold to shush her daughter.

Like a good little girl, she followed her mom’s orders and stopped the shouting.

Instead, she started to whisper. “Please read this, please read this, please read this…”

 


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