Plowshares
For centuries mankind has made the future possible by plowing the fields. Then came Jr…
Knowing how hard Earnest worked to run the farm and feed the family, Mable filled a basket with a hot lunch and walked outside to carry lunch to Earnest and Jr. Looking around she saw the barn door was open, and knowing the barn doors were never left open unless someone was inside, she decided she would look for Earnest and Jr in the barn. “They’re probably takin’ care of the livestock,” she smiled talking to herself. “Earnest never stops working.”
Mable walked into the barn only to find her beloved Earnest sitting on a log, his head in his hands, bent over as if the world was about to come to an end. Seeing something was horribly wrong she asked, “What’s the matter, Sweetheart?”
“Go look out back,” Earnest said while pointing towards the back of the barn.
Mable walked to the back of the barn, looked out, and exclaimed, “Would you look at that, you taught Jr how to use the tractor.” In the distance Jr could be seen proudly sitting upon the tractor as the soil covered over behind the turning plow.
“I didn’t teach him,” Earnest moaned.
“Then he learnt it on his own,” Mable proudly smiled. “You don’t want the boy to learn how to run the farm?”
“It’s not that,” Earnest mumbled.
“Well what is it?” Mable questioned.
“The beans was already growin’ in that field,” Earnest cried in earnest. “an it’s too late to replant them.”
“Well,” Mable moaned, “looks like we’ll be eatin’ lots of taders.”
“He done finished plowin’ up the taders,” Earnest cried. “He got up early.”
“And the corn?” Mable asked.
“You don’t want to know,” Earnest cried, “you don’t want…”
Continued in Jr Gets His Karma
