Never one to be left out, TK strikes again...
A touching elephant story
While on holiday in Kenya and walking through the bush a man comes
across an elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seems distressed so the man approaches very carefully. He gets down on one knee and inspects the bottom of the elephant's foot only to find a large thorn deeply embedded.
As carefully and as gently as he can he removes the thorn and the elephant gingerly puts its foot down. The elephant turns to face the man and with a rather stern look on its face, stares at him. For a good ten minutes the man stands frozen - thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant turns and walks away. For years after, the man often remembers and ponders the events of that day. Years later the man is walking through the zoo with his son. As they approach the elephant enclosure, one of the elephants turns and walks over to where they are standing at the rail. It stares at him and the man can't help wondering if this is the same elephant. The man climbs tentatively over the railing and makes his way into the enclosure. He walks right up to the elephant and stares back in wonder. Suddenly the elephant wraps its trunk around one of the man's legs and swings him wildly back and forth along the railing, instantly killing him. Probably not the same elephant then.
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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4 comments:
This is a sick story! Are you sure you have the moral credentials necessary for teaching children or do they have lower standards in Wales?
My new job is in Cheshire. The Welsh schools won't have me as I am a suspect 'outsider'! Or maybe they alone have realised that my moral credentials leave something to be desired. Ah well, back to the drawing board. The story actually comes from a former teaching colleague who, in turn got it from a teacher in USA. Lack of moral credentials is worldwide it seems! ;)
LMAO, Jenny! No, probably not the same elephant!
LOL! Too funny ;o)
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