> A teacher gave her class of 11 year olds an assignment: > > > > Get their parent to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. > > > > The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their > > stories. > > > > Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg laying >hens. > > One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front > > seat Of the car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs > > went flying > > And broke and made a mess." > > > > "What's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher. > > > > "Don't put all your eggs in one basket!" > > > > "Very good," said the teacher. > > > > Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "Our family are farmers >too. > > But we raise chickens for the meat market. One day we had a dozen > > eggs, But when they hatched we only got ten live chicks, and the >moral > > > to his Story is, 'Don't count your chickens before they're >hatched'." > > > > "That was a fine story, Sarah. Michael, do you have a story to >share?" > > > > "Yes. My daddy told me this story about my Aunt Donna. Aunt Donna >was > > > flight engineer on a plane in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. >She > > > had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of >whisky, > > machine gun and a machete. She drank the whiskey on the way down so >it > > > wouldn't break and then she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy > > troops. She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she >ran > > > out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the machete until >the > > > blade broke.And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands." > > > > "Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did > > your daddy tell you from that horrible story?" > > > > "Stay the f**k away from Aunt Donna when she's been drinking."