2010年9月30日星期四

An Adult Decision & We're on That Mountain Over There

An Adult Decision
  The year before my son turned 18, he constantly pleaded to be allowed to a tattoo, but I refused to sign permission for one. He argued that soon he would be a man and he should be able to make adlut decisions. Sure enough, a few days after his 18th birthday, he came home with a tattoo. Although I was  not happy about this, I was curious to see what symbol of masculinity he had chosen. There, on his shoulder, was a two-inch image of Mickey Mouse.

We're on That Mountain Over There
  My son and I became lost while high in the southern Rockies. I immediately went to work with my map and compass to deter mine where we had gone off course. My son, an electronics engineer, produced from his pack a hand-held Global Positioning System receiver.
  "I know exactly where we are," he proudly announced, after carefully locking the instrument on four satellites high above the earth and checking his map. "We're on that mountain over there!"

2010年9月27日星期一

The Attraction of the Map & What Grade

The Attraction of the Map
    Mr. Smith taught English at a school. At the beginning of his lesson, he liked to have one of his students give a report on any subject. When it was Jack's turn, he told his audience about his elder brother who was a local worker. But during the report, his eyes were staring at the world map on the wall all the time. Mr. Smith knew that Jack didn't look at the audience because he was nervous. He said to Jack jokingly, "We can see you miss your brother very much. But is he OK, now in South America?"

What Grade
    Kristin, my 17-year-old niece, had just gotten her driver's license and offered to take her mom's car to the gas station. She pulled up to the full-service pumps, and the attendant asked,"What grade, miss?"
    "Eleventh!" Krestin replied.