Today's short story is a fable. Yesterday, I worked on revisions for a short story that's been in process for awhile, so today's Local Story Writing Month offering is brief.
A FABLE
One Saturday morning, a father took his young daughter to the library to look for some books. However, the father only wanted books with clearly defined morals. “There are many wonderful picture-books I can recommend that have the life-lessons presented naturally within the stories.”
“No,” said the father. “I only want stories with clear morals. I don’t want my daughter getting any wishy-washy ideas about relative values.”
The librarian showed the father books of Aesops fables, and the father was pleased. He went home that night, and read to his daughter the story of the boy who cried wolf. His daughter laughed and called out, “Wolf! Wolf!”
“No,” the father said, impatiently. “The story teaches you not to cry wolf.”
“Wolf, wolf!” the daughter sang, and crawled away to play with her toys.
Moral: Listen to your librarian.
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6 comments:
Indeed.
:D
Thank you!
Hah. Aesop's Fables were among my favorites when I first learned to read. The morals cracked me up.
My parent's bought a set of Bookshelf for Boys and Girls from a door to door encyclopedia salesman as an "extra" incentive with the package, and they didn't know the Bookshelf contained anything other than How-To and that sort of nonfiction, "encyclopedic" types of information. Silly parents for not looking. Lucky me that they didn't. Anyway, I loved those tales, and read them subversively.
I think I would have cried, "Wolf!" too.
Preach it, sister!
Ha! Next library I work in, I'm hangin' this on the wall.
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