It was the last day of kindergarten and all the kids in class brought presents to give their teacher.
A little boy whose father owned a flower shop handed the teacher a gift. She looked at the shape of the package and said “I bet it’s flowers from your fathers shop!”
“You are right! Exclaimed the little boy.
A little girl came up with a square box neatly wrapped; she was the candy shop owner’s daughter. The teacher shook the box and asked “Is it a box of candy?”
“Yes, it is!” shouted the girl.
Next the liquor store owner’s son came forward with a colorfully wrapped box that was leaking. The teacher placed her finger on the dripping corner and tasted it.
“Could it be wine?” she queried
“No,” said the boy. The teacher held the box up and licked the dripping corner.
“Champagne?” she asked.
“No,” the boy answered. It’s even better than that. It’s a puppy!”
At this moment I am ready to do my breakfast, after having my breakfast
coming yet again to read other news.