Summertime stories

Dear Editor:

Summer time may not have kids in school but they still learn some lessons that will last a life time.

1. A little girl came up to the van and ask me to kill her brother. I asked, why? "He stole my quarter" was her answer. I told the girl if we killed her brother she may be grounded for at least a week, so let's just trade him a sno kone for the quarter and then you can buy something with it.

2. A boy of maybe 10 years came up to a girl wearing a swimming suit. He tried to pull down her top. After he picked himself up from the very hard slap and with tear filled eyes, I ask him if he learned anything.

3. Kids aren't the only ones summer gives lessons to. I was coming home on J Street and a kid on a trike shot out of a drive way. I slammed on the brakes and put 10 gallons of sno kone juice on the inside of my front window when I came to a dead stop in 10 feet of burning rubber. The kid was so close to my bumper that I could not see him looking out my window. Then he rode away back on to the side walk as if nothing had happened. When I got home, my wife told me, " You look pale."

Bill Donze

McCook