“Mommy, Mommy, where are you?” cried the little boy standing outside a store in the shopping mall.
“You poor little boy,” said the elderly lady sitting on the bench in the mall. “Come with me, and I will get you ice cream, and then we will go look for your mother.”
“I know where your mother is,” said a small little girl.
“Quiet!” whispered the little boy. “I know where she is, too, but I managed to get two free ice cream cones this morning, and I want a third one!”
Residents of a local nursing home loved the karate school’s demonstration. They could tell because they gave us a big hand at the end. After the applause died down, everyone remained seated, so we showed off a few more moves. When our encore ended and again no one budged, we launched into our second encore.
“I didn’t expect karate to be so popular here,” I whispered to one resident. ”It’s not,” she said with a kindly smile. “We’re waiting for you to leave so we can get on with our bingo game.”
