Now, a classic Theodorable tale, told me by his mother today.
Theodore is my grandson. He's six. Driving somewhere with his mother the other
day Theo suddenly said, ‘I can’t stop telling lies!’
But, disappointingly, he
wouldn’t say what lies. Mother, being curious, urged him to confess. It was good
for people, she said, to tell God they were sorry and then tell their mum or dad
('sharing' is not an expression with currency in this family).
There ensued a
strained silence, of about five minutes. Then he 'fessed up.
He said, ‘I told this stupid girl that broke my jandals that I bought them on
TradeMe for a thousand dollars’.
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