A new take on the parable of the rich fool for kids.
Yes, WWE fans, I'm pretty sure I was watching Raw at the time I started writing this and naming characters. Who doesn't love Little Jimmy??
Little Jimmy's Problem
By John Cosper
Joe- A doctor
Little Jimmy- A kid
Little Jimmy sits in a chair on stage. Joe stands beside him, holding a medical chart.
JOE: Okay, Little Jimmy, your tests should be ready. You just wait right here, and I'll be back.
Joe exits. Jimmy sits quietly for a moment. Then his cell phone rings.
JIMMY: Go for Little Jimmy... Yes, this is Little Jimmy speaking... Sorry, who are you? Willy Wonka! The candy guy? How did you get this number?... You're calling because I entered a contest... And I won?? What did I win?... A lifetime supply of candy!!.... Yes, thank you! Thank you!
Jimmy hangs up. He jumps out of the chair.
JIMMY: A lifetime supply of candy! And it's mine! Mine! Mine! All mine! OH what will those kids at school think when they find out Little Jimmy won a lifetime supply of candy! Just thing about it. Chocolate bars, Sweettarts, Everlasting Gobstoppers, Runts. And it's all mine, mine, mine! Oh those kids will be so jealous, and when they come to me and say, "Little Jimmy, can we please have some candy?" I'll say, "NO! No, you can't have it! It's all mine! Mine, do you understand?" But what if they try to steal Little Jimmy's candy? Hmm. I better build a safe for it. I can build it in the basement. A big, metal safe with a giant steel door to keep those jerks out of my candy. Then I can dig a moat around it, and fill it with alligators! Yeah! No, no, I'm afraid of alligators. I know! I can get a polar bear! A big, shaggy polar bear to guard all my candy. Of course, I'll need to feed him, too. Hmm. I bet I'll get some of that yucky coconut candy with all that good stuff. I'll jut give him the coconut candy, and the rest will be mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!
JOE: Okay, Little Jimmy.
Jimmy jumps back in the seat.
JIMMY: Yes, doc?
JOE: I'm afraid I have some bad news. You have cavities.
JOE: Yep, lots of cavities?
JIMMY: You mean in my teeth?
JOE: I'm a dentist, Little Jimmy. That's the only thing I checked.
JIMMY: Doc, how many teeth have cavities?
JOE: All of them.
JIMMY: All of them?!?
JOE: Yes, all of them. I'm afraid they'll all have to come out.
JIMMY: You wanna take out Little Jimmy's teeth?
JOE: No, I don't want to.
JIMMY: Thank goodness.
JOE: But I have to, or else you'll die a horrible, agonizing death.
JIMMY: But doc, you can't take out all my teeth! I just won a lifetime supply of candy!
JIMMY: Willy Wonka candy!
JOE: Well congratulations, Little Jimmy.
JIMMY: Thank you.
JOE: It's just too bad you won't be able to eat it.