Llamadragon
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Some things can be hard to explain to children. For this prompt, pick one.
This is good. Love it. The plot twist in the end is unexpected.When Carla found Barkley, he was lying sprawled on the couch looking half asleep. She sat down uneasily next to him, reaching out to gentle stroke his head. He turned his head, looking up at her with his sweet, gentle gaze. Barkley was already four years old, but rather than being a loud and rambunctious child, he preferred to be left to quietly do his own thing. She still remembered when she first brought him home, how small he'd been back then. In just the span of a few years, he'd already gotten so much bigger.
"There's something I need to tell you, and I think now you're old enough to deserve to know the truth." She began with an uncomfortable sigh. "The truth is... you're adopted."
Barkley sat up on the couch, not immediately responding. Although he didn't fully understand what she was saying, he could clearly pick up on her anxiousness, and understood that the situation was a serious one. Carla bit her lip, nervously continuing.
"Being adopted means... how do I explain." She was suddenly struck by inspiration, telling him, "It means that you're a bit special. Because it means that I picked you, and you especially, above all others. There was no one else I wanted to be my child more, see?"
Barkley tilted his head, feeling confused.
"It just means I love you, a lot, okay?" Carla reached over and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his fur. Barkley wagged his tail, giving a happy, reassuring "Wuff!" sound, just as Lee walked in.
"Are you... are you doing the whole 'you're adopted' gag to the dog again?" He asked in disbelief.
"It makes him happy!"
"You're so goddamn weird."
Just tell them memes are like if you put a candy bar inside a different candy bar wrapper and gave it to your friend as a joke.I'm going to laugh so hard if I find a post on here about someone trying to explain memes.
I will be waiting for your child to become the memelord.Just tell them memes are like if you put a candy bar inside a different candy bar wrapper and gave it to your friend as a joke.
a mathematician once made a proof using formulae to prove that 1 plus 1 will forever and always equal 2. because god forbid there are times where 1 plus 1 isn't 2 and thus all of modern engineering could come crashing down around us."But why isn't it three?" Steven asked, his head slightly tilted to the side as though he was trying to display confusion.
'Why is he so dumb?' Erin lamented.
"Because, and I can't believe I have to explain this again, two is literally designed to be the answer to what one plus one equals. Two means one plus one, just as three means two plus one, and four means three plus one. One plus one equals two because people says it equals two! To say it equals three is to disregard our entire system of counting and ignore the meaning behind the numbers. See here."
Erin took out two pencils from her bag. "I have one pencil in this hand. I have another pencil in my other hand. If I put them both in the same hand, then I have two pencils. I could say that two is actually three, meaning that while the number is the same, I refer to it as three, but it is not the same as saying that the amount of pencils in my hand is equal to the amount normally called three. Mathematics was designed to simulate the real world, and ignoring how it works ruins its ability at simulating reality!" She was panting at the end of her rant, finally removing some of the pent up frustration she had been dealing with for the past ten minutes when this question had been repeatedly posed to her.
"Okay. So you can answer that question." Steven grinned maliciously at Erin in the rearview mirror and she got a shiver. "So, since you're so good at explaining things, would you care to explain why I got a call from your teacher today about three girls each other over two toys? I would love to hear an in depth analysis on that topic."
Erin cowered in the back seat after hearing her father and decided it was best not to answer at the moment.
Steven sighed. 'How do I explain to my genius daughter that it is not alright to bite someone because you can't play with a Barbie doll?'
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I'm going to laugh so hard if I find a post on here about someone trying to explain memes.
I'm going to laugh so hard if I find a post on here about someone trying to explain memes.
Why not go all the way and write a screenplay?I will even do it in play-write format just to one-up things.
Why not go all the way and write a screenplay?![]()
Kindergarten me asked my mother the same thing. She answered me with silence so I gotta guess."Dad, how are babies made?"
"Clays, for example. We can make, clay babies."
"Am I made from clay?"
"You're not."
"What am I made, then?"
"My daughter, you are not made, but born from me and your mother's love. Learn the difference. One is an object, the other is living."
"I don't get it."
"You don't need to. Just know that we love you."
"But Dad, why only moms and dads can have children of their own? What can't dads and dads, moms and moms, if they love each other?"
"It's not that they can't. It's just not yet the time. Look, my daughter. It's only been few years since they accepted same-sex marriage. The thing you should know--these sort of things move step by step."
"So one day, as long people love each other, they can have babies?"
"Yes." the Father chuckled, "One day."