Funland

Funland

“I can’t wait to get out of here.”

“Ten minutes left.”

“I’ve been waiting for hours…”

“Isn’t it funny how long time is when you’re waiting for something exciting. If we were gonna get flu shots or something it would zip right by.”

“Yeah, why is that?”

“Because your brain is excited about this. If it was something crappy your brain would just stay out of it.”

“How can your brain stay out of things…?”

“Trick question, your brain does it all the time.”

“What do you mean?”

“On normal days, when we aren’t getting picked up to go to Zooville, the day just ends. I’ve seen you tossing all your papers and crayons in your desk in a heap when Mrs. Beck yells ‘clean up’ because you weren’t even paying attention. Today you’ve been counting minutes all afternoon!”

“Well, I’m excited! We haven’t been to Zooville. Aren’t you excited?”

“I’m looking forward to it, but we went there last year! It won’t have changed much since we went there…”

“But it has!”

“How?”

“I read it has new animals, and some new rides too.”

“You read that? How? You can barely read your school books…”

“OK, I just looked at the pictures.”

“What pictures?”

“In the book…”

“What book?”

“This one!” he pulled a book out of his desk.

“That’s a book about Funland. We’re going to Zooville…”

“Where they have the chickens and pigs?”

“Yes. Where we go every year. Funland is in another state!”

“How do you know?”

“I read it.”

“Huh… I guess I ought to learn to read now,” Jeff said sadly…

“It wouldn’t hurt… maybe we will go to Funland if you do!”

Jeremy finally buckled down, and very quickly he learned to read!

Their parents took them to Funland that summer! Win, win!