“Cents the sky ain’t fallin’ and the crek ain’t risin’ git up and git goin’. Ya won’t ‘mont to a hill of beans if ya don’t gitta move own. That’s all I gotta to say ’bout it.”
“Oh, mom, I’m only eight…and why are you talking like that?”
“Son, lessons learned when you are young will remain with you throughout your life. Listen to the wisdom of your elders and you will become wise among your peers.”
“Gee, dad, not you too? What’s going on around here? I’m going to school. You guys are acting toooooo weird.”
Sam’s parents high-fived out in the hallway.
“Yes!” they whispered in triumph!
It was a short lived victory…
tomorrow
after all
was another
school day.
Living In the Corner of a Vortex 