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The Earthworm
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| by Donna Word Chappell |
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Mrs. Brown had taught first grade for twenty years
or more.
She was a real good teacher; all the folks
knew that for sure.
One day in her zeal to teach
her students helpful things
She chose drinking whiskey,
and the problems that it brings.
She poured some
whiskey in a glass so they could plainly see,
Then
showed to them an earthworm. All the students squealed
with glee.
"See how he wiggles and moves so fast,"
said Mrs. Brown, and then
She dropped him straight
down in the glass. They didn't understand.
She
held the glass, and then she said, "Now, come and look
inside."
They looked, and it was plain to see, he
had shriveled up and died.
"Now children," she
said tenderly, "you've all looked at this worm.
"Can
anyone explain today the lesson that you've learned?"
All the students shook their heads, but Johnny raised
his hand.
"I know, I know," Little Johnny said. "I
know! I understand!"
Mrs. Brown saw Johnny's
hand and she was very glad.
With glowing eyes and
a happy heart, she looked at him and said,
"All
right, Johnny. Stand up, now, and tell them what you
learned."
"If you drink whiskey all the time, you
never will have worms!" |
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