When I was about five my grandmother gave me a puppy. She told me I could keep it only under one condition: if I did not tell anyone that I had the puppy.
Of course it was impossible for me to oblige, I was never able to keep a secret.
The moral of the story: children are stupid and easily manipulated and grandparents can be evil.
4 comments:
I tihnk that could be a children's story. A kind of moral fable along Aesop's lines. Much in the way Little Red Riding Hood is a story about the dangers of talking to strangers.
Another moral is the fact that we can't hide items, be it a puppy, or other things, from anyone, and that they eventually find out we have it.
Richard Unfortunately I do not think I could write something like that. It is too cruel.
Jew Wishes No, we can't hide anything from anyone, especially from the government :)
I think you misunderstand. I was thinking somethign along the lines of the importance of keeping secrets.
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