quasify

Ever since my little buddy and I parted ways, I’ve been a lonely on the animal chaos front (maija being insufficiently motivated to cause hijinks and antics). Fortunately enough, friends from around the globe have their own problems and like to share. NP’s in Paris and under cat attack, JP’s in podiddle Texas and hanging with persistent lizards, and Southern Sudan has got monkey troubles (courtesy of SMHB the senior).

There was a little monkey named Jamma, He lived near the bald missionary with the brown hat. Now Jamma was a good little monkey but he was very curious.

One day when the man with the brown hat was away, Jamma came and found an open window. He went into the house and found all kinds of interesting things. He was fascinated with the computer and the little white plastic stick beside it. He held it, tasted it, and playfully ran away with it. He found nails, screws, plastic wall mounts and played with them. Many of them fell to the ground but George carefully placed the rest safely on top of the wall so no one else would mess with them.

As he playfully jumped about the house, he left dirty footprints on the walls. The footprints had fresh egg juice from the kitchen floor. When Jamma heard a car enter the gate, he jumped out the window and watched from the roof, eating an onion from the kitchen.

Jamma watched and listened as the man with the brown hat came into the house. He heard him exclaim about the tiny human-like footprints on the walls and discovered the mess in the kitchen. Little by little the man found the screws and staples high on the walls.

The next day the man with the brown hat looked and looked for his computer memory stick. He looked on the table and in the computer bag. He looked in all his pants pockets and suitcase. He looked under the bed and inside his tent. The memory stick could not be found. The man prayed to Jesus for help to find the memory stick.

That night as the bald man lay in bed, praying and thinking, he remembered the monkey and the hidden screws and staples. First think the next morning, the man went to look on the other ledges in the house. Sure enough there was the memory stick. Curious Jamma heard the man with the brown hat give thanks to Jesus for the memory stick which had been found.