Well, I sat down with full intent to tell you this story when I realized there's not much story to relate, and here's why that's true: David did not go into detail, and I didn't press for more. I guess my facial expression was enough to suggest that I'd imagined what must have taken place when a bunch of kids were joy riding in a convertible with cartons of raw eggs.
I mean, the fact that these high jinks occurred undercover of moon glow suggests that the intensity of the desert sun was not frying up omelets on sizzling pavement to provide young bodies with sustenance. These eggs provided entertainment for youth, who, upon maturing into mindful adults, reflect back with disbelief upon escapades, which had once been considered good? clean? fun? Why look back with disbelief? Because as character traits mature and adult values actually sink in, teen aged pranks are cause for chagrin.
Though you may feel somewhat disappointed at this non-story post popping up on your screen, an insight is sure to follow, which may brighten your view as to why I chose to include the egg mobile as an addendum, at all ... I mean, perhaps there's more than safety at stake when kids are tooling around in a vehicle that's not built like a tank.
As writing time is short today, let's pause to consider what happens when one undeveloped mind joins ranks with several others. Might several choose to do what one, alone, would not? More insight into encouraging young minds to develop mature values when we come together, tomorrow :)
As writing time is short today, let's pause to consider what happens when one undeveloped mind joins ranks with several others. Might several choose to do what one, alone, would not? More insight into encouraging young minds to develop mature values when we come together, tomorrow :)
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