Monday, March 26, 2012

Some do fly toward the tongue.


While in this nice little play ground covered with pure white sand and reading, this Grand parent noticed his grand kid swinging next to this empty swing and looking through the fence at some kids on the other side standing in mud. The grand parent asked why was he staring at the other kids and then looking at the empty swing, he reply; there was a time I had a buddy who use to swing next to me and we would enjoy all the wonders of this play ground,, holding his head slightly down and still staring trough the fence. His grand father said son; Let me tell you a story about two butter flies, they would do every thing together and fly around in the free open space, one day the younger one saw a frog and his buddies dressed as big butter flies and he join them, and for some reason his ways changed toward the friend who had helped him from his development from crawling to flying. The kid now puzzled at his granddad's saying, the grand parent smiling said; a frog will get on an Lilly and shine as a star, but when he has captured what his tongue desired; he returns to the mud where he's most comfortable.

 Photo by: nobBoB Brownsville's

Written by: Coach James Joseph.
"Copyright 3-26-2012 James Joseph' "All rights reserved."

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