The Very Boring Ant
Note: The worse thing about parenting isn't the sleepless nights, extreme financial drain or the constant worry that you're a miserable parent and are raising a psychopath. The worse thing about being a parent is the shitty books that your read every night to your children. Eric Carle, like Tennessee Willams, writes the same story over and over and over and over. Here, then, is the next Eric Carle book.
Whenever he met another animal, he would talk and talk and talk. And the animal would fall asleep.
He met a squirrel one day.
He met a goose one day.
He met a cow one day.
He met a hummingbird one day.
The ant grew very sad. Why, he asked himself, did everyone fall asleep while he was talking? It wasnt as if he had nothing interesting to say.
Somewhere, he thought, is a true friend. And he set off to find a true friend.
One day he climbed up a traffic light. The traffic light turned green.
The traffic light turned yellow.
The traffic light turned red.
Then it turned green again.
Then it turned yellow again.
Then it turned red again.
The traffic light asked the ant no questions, but listened politely as the ant talked and talked and talked.
The ant had found his true friend
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