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Static_Sky
08-06-02, 12:01 PM
others well I'll let you decide,

While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, I was
interrupted by a little girl about six years old. Looking up and down at my
uniform, she asked, "Are you a cop?" "Yes," I answered and continued
writing the report. "My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the
police. Is that right?" "Yes, that's right," I told her.
"Well, then," she said as she extended her foot toward me, "would you
please tie my shoe?"

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It was the end of the day when I parked my police van in front of the
station. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and
I saw a little boy staring in at me. "Is that a dog you got back there?"
he asked. "It sure is," I replied. Puzzled, the boy looked at me and then
towards the back of the van. Finally he said, "What'd he do?"

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While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly
shut-ins, I used to take my four-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds.
She was intrigued by the various appliances of old age, particularly the
canes, walkers, and wheelchairs. One day I found her staring at a pair of
false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable
barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, "The tooth fairy will
never believe this!"

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A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her
dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, "Daddy, you shouldn't wear that suit."
"And why not, darling?" "You know that it always gives you a headache next
morning."

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While walking along the sidewalk in front of his church, our minister heard
the intoning of a prayer that nearly made his collar wilt. Apparently his
five-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead robin. Feeling that
proper burial should be performed, they had secured a small box and cotton
batting, then dug a hole and made ready for the disposal of the deceased.
The minister's son was chosen to say the appropriate prayers and with
sonorous dignity intoned his version of what he thought his father always
said. "Glory be unto the Faaaather...and unto the Sonnnn...and into the
hole you goooo."

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To close each day's activities in summer and on holidays in the Magic
Kingdom at Walt Disney World at Lake Buena Vista, Fla., a huge fireworks
display lights up the sky. One night I noticed a small boy about three
years old perched on his father's shoulder. The child sat mesmerized, aware
only of what was exploding in the heavens. When the fireworks were over,
the little boy looked up into the sky again and said, "Thank you, God."

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My best lesson in child psychology came when I saw our five-year-old,
Steven, roughly jerking our toy poodle's leash. Suddenly his fuming father
appeared and asked, "Do you want to tell me how sorry you are?"
"I don't know how much you saw!" Steven stammered.

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When my wife quit work to take care of our new baby daughter, countless
hours of peek-a-boo and other games slowly took their toll. One evening she
smacked her bare toes on the corner of a dresser and, grabbing her foot,
sank to the floor. I rushed to her side and asked where it hurt. She looked
at me through tear-filled eyes and managed to moan, "It's the piggy that ate
roast beef."

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We had spent the day moving from our farmhouse into our new house in town.
Early the next morning, our 3 1/2-year old ran into our bedroom to wake us
up. I dressed him and told him to play in the yard and to quit bothering us.
About 20 minutes later, he came running back. "Mommy, Mommy," he
exclaimed, "everybody has doorbells and they all work."

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A little girl had just finished her first week of school. "I'm wasting my time," she said to her mother. I can't read, I can't write--and they won't let me talk!"

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One day Mother sent my little brother to the post office to mail a letter.
A few minutes later he came back with a suspicious smile on his face. "What
happened?" my mother asked." "I just fooled the people at the post office.
When no one was looking, I dropped the letter into the box without buying
any stamps."

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Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered to her mother, "Why is the bride dressed in white?" "Because white is the color of happiness, and today is the happiest day of her life," her mother tried to explain, keeping it simple. The child thought about this for a moment, then said, "So why's the groom wearing black?"