The Wisdom of Children : Choice Of Weapons
Choice Of Weapons
A little boy came home from the playground with a bloody nose, black
eye, and torn clothing. It was obvious he'd been in a bad fight and
lost. While his father was patching him up, he asked his son what
"Well, Dad," said the boy, "I challenged Larry to a duel, and, you know,
I gave him his choice of weapons."
"Uh-huh," said the father, "that seems fair."
"I know, but I never thought he'd choose his big sister!"