A Chinchilla and a Chimpanzee Walked Into a Bar

"A chinchilla and a chimpanzee walked into a bar," my
grandson says, smugly, with that smile.

Where? I ask.  The U.S.? England? The Neverlands?
He gives me a slow head shake ‘no’.

Kenya? The Isle of Man? Timbuktu?
South America?  Guatemala? Italy?
I am being ridiculous, but as Grandma, it is my job.

I can tell that he is losing interest fast, so I stop my queries.

“It could not be anywhere, Grandma,” he tells me.  “Chinchillas do not walk,
 they scurry.”

 I love having an eleven-year-old grandson.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 2:56 PM
"Out of the mouths of babes...sometimes I think we get dumber, as we age. That the children are the wise ones.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 9:00 PM
They really are; and sometimes I get these, but not this time.
Blown Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 5:00 AM
students walk into a philosophy class expecting to hear the meaning of it all ...but a professor enters and starts talking of the meaning of the meaning of it all : )
Krutsinger Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 8:56 AM
If there is one thing I believe in, it is the teachable moment, and the show-able moment. Only 7 percent of our population around the world learns by lecture, we know how FEW auditory learners there are, and yet these blowhards still insist on lecturing? What? Crazy. Why do brain research at all?
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