Bleary-eyed he came down the wooden cascade from the land of Bedroom. He was LLewelyn Kerry: a teenage pioneer out to establish his fame throughout the known world [that is, the world he knew anyway]. Each day he would choose to re-visit or establish a new adventure... filling each day with as many as he possibly could, should his enthusiasm and energy allow it.
It was breakfast time so his destination was the domain of Kitchen ruled by a fierce queen called Mum. Fortunately Her Majesty had left on a long journey and a bit of anarchy in Kitchen may go unnoticed. It was time for an adventure – let’s prepare breakfast.
First we must plan what breakfast we want, cereal… no; toast… maybe. Ah, look there’s the eggs: scrambled eggs, I think. What was the combination to the cupboard door? Of course… pull on the handle.
Right, we have the fry pan. Crack the eggs and spill the contents into the pan. Be careful not to get any shells in there. Now whisk it with that fork until it’s well scrambled, adding a little milk as you go. It’s looking pretty good. Sprinkle it with salt and pepper for zest and chop in some onion and tomato, how’s that?
Actually, it’s like window shopping, which is pretty boring. I’ve done all this before, what can I do to make it more interesting, I wonder what we have in the fridge?
We have cheese. Let’s grate some cheese into it.
Yeah, but cheese – milk… basically the same thing; we need to be more adventurous.
How about we add in a splotch of tomato sauce? We usually add it afterward.
Ok. That’s good, but we haven’t actually gone far enough. I mean, tomato – tomato sauce; basically the same. We’ve been this route before. We need to explore the unknown. What can we add that we’ve never added before?
A search through the fridge revealed orange juice, we like orange juice.
Ok, pour in the orange juice, put it on the stove and cook it.
It’s done. Just look at our scrambled, uh… yuck, curdled eggs. Bleh.
Just then another of the fierce queen’s subjects: Timothy Glyndwr Owen entered the domain of Kitchen, “What you got there?”
“A failure,” Llewelyn showed him the ingredients of the pan.
Timothy, “What are you going to do with it?”
Llewelyn, “Throw it away.”
Timothy objects, “You can’t do that, it’s wasteful!”
Llewelyn retorts, “I’m not going to eat that, I can assure you.”
Timothy uses the standard argument, “Just think of the starving millions who have nothing to eat.”
Llewelyn responds, “They can have it.”
“I’m not going to let you throw that away, give it here,” Timothy sits down and proceeds to eat the curdled egg and tomato [he never did tell me what it tasted like]. Timothy survives and is still alive to this very day.
Our adventure was a total disaster, look… it even failed to kill Timothy [actually, I didn’t want to kill him, he’s a great bloke].
Oh, well, off to a new adventure. Better luck next time, hey Tim?
**The moral of this story is, let brotherly love continue.**
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