One day a little girl went up to her mother and asked,
“Mommy, where did I come from?” Her mother stammered a bit, but finally got her composure. She thought it was time her daughter knew the facts of life. So, she told Little Rita how the expression of love resulted in the beginning of life, how life developed in the womb and finally how a child was born.
As the mother gave the whole story, Rita’s eyes got wider and wider. When she was finished, Little Rita said, “Wow, that’s really neat. That sure beats what Uncle Rusty told me. He said that he came from Pennsylvania.”
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–I know I’ll be a King One day, When Im Dead, They Gonna take me on their shoulders, Just like a King–
[This message has been edited by freestylla (edited April 23, 2001).]