Sammy was doing his reading practice. He and Daddy were going through William Wordsworth’s “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”.
Sammy: (Reading) “I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats high 'o’er vales and hills”. THIS IS SO BORING!
Daddy: Imagine what you would see down below if you were a cloud.
Sammy: Why would I want to? I don’t want to.
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Sammy approached Daddy with an idea.
Sammy: Daddy, you know how they remove the cream from milk and make skim milk? What if they made milk that’s only made from the cream?
Daddy: Yeah, they do. It’s called ‘cream’.
Then Daddy sees an opportunity to inspire Sammy:
Daddy: By the way, have you heard the expression ‘the cream rises to the top’? Do you know what it means?
Sammy: (Spider-sensing that ‘education’ is about to happen) I don’t want to know! My brain is not permitting me! My ears are blocking out what I don’t want to hear! (and runs away).
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