Favourite Things

We all have those things that we love and the things that we dislike. I was made very aware of it early this morning. One of the things I dislike more than most things is "musac", that annoying sound that you hear thrust upon you that you can do very little about.

The music that you have to listen to until a human being comes along to speak to you and respond to your call. It always seems to be the very music I do not wish to listen to. 

Back to this morning. I was awakened early the results of last nights strong curry. I got up and rushed out to the toilet on the site, will not go on to explain the reason for that, arriving at the toilet slightly wet from an overnight shower, I was met with music.

At that time in the morning it was still playing, and here I was on a French Caravan Site and what was playing? English pop music. What was the tune? One moment in time. Well I can tell you right then I was hoping so. 

Things I do like. I love painting seas and especially moonlight seas. So having had a bad experience I thought a good one would change they day, and it did.

Thinking of favourite things reminded me of the tale of the honest child. I will retell it in his words.

Our teacher asked us what our favourite animal was, and I said, "Fried chicken." She said I wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right, because everyone else in the class laughed.

My parents told me to always be truthful and honest, and I am. Fried chicken is my favourite animal.

 I told my dad what happened, and he said my teacher was probably a member of animal rights. He said they love animals very much. I do, too.  Especially chicken, pork and beef. 

Anyway, my teacher sent me to the principal's office. I told him what happened, and he laughed, too. Then he told me not to do it again.

The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favourite live animal was. I told her it was chicken. She asked me why, just like she'd asked the other children. So I told her it was because you could make them into fried chicken. 

She sent me back to the principal's office again. He laughed, and told me not to do it again. I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't like it when I am.

Today, my teacher asked us to tell her what famous person we admire most.

I told her... "Colonel Sanders."

Guess where I am now?

I guess he was not alone in having a favourite food. When I was cooking curry last night on my outdoor cooker there were many passing who commented on the lovely aroma.

Little did they know it was just one moment in time.

Have a great day.