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Joke With a Dad, a Son, a Bicycle and a Forest
We all love jokes, but the best ones that I enjoy are filled with creative imagery and simplicity. Humour involving children allows us to see the world their way, which we, as adults, tend to forget. Every morning, and a part of the day, should .be filled with a little laughter (or at the minimum, a huge grin). Here goes....
It was his son's birthday, and he bought a shiny red bike for him. He presented his gift to his son, who was ecstatic for receiving the very gift that he had wished for. Every evening after work, he would take his son out to the street and teach him how to ride the bike. Every evening, his son improved. Within a few weeks, his son was riding flawlessly on the road and on the paths.
One weekend, his son asked him if they could cycle on a new route for a little bit of new adventure. When he said yes, his son was filled with excitement and off they went. They cycled for many hours and finally rested to have a quick picnic. When they finished, they hopped on their bikes and proceeded along.
By late evening, they had come to a fork in the path. His son stopped suddenly and refused to cycle any further. He was concerned that his son was too tired, but when he asked him, he simply shook his head. He thought that his son was thirsty, and offered him a drink. He shook his head. He then thought that his son wanted to go home and asked him if that was so. His little son shook his head and looked down at his feet. Perplexed, he scratched his head, and asked his son why he had stopped.
His son was quiet. He waited patiently for an answer. Finally, his son spoke. He asked his father if he ever watched the news. He nodded. He then asked his father if he read the newspaper. He nodded. Then he asked his father if he listened to the radio. He nodded. Taking a deep breath, his son asked him with great anxiety in his voice: "Dad, the news is always about people who act crazy. I'm afraid to go into the forest. What if there are crazy people in there?"
His father scratched his head and thought for a minute. He looked up and then with a big grin, answered his son: "There's nothing to worry about. The crazy people take the psycho path on the left. We are going to take the cycle path on the right."