It’s Friday, so it must be time for another ice cream truck story.
Today’s comes from Laurie Newell.
“When our son was little, we had him convinced that the ice cream truck drove around playing music for the enjoyment of the neighborhood (although most adults would not consider endless repetitions of ‘The Entertainer’ or ‘Turkey in the Straw’ as enjoyment). He had no idea that the ‘music truck’ was full of ice cream and popsicles until he was about 4 years old when one of the kids at preschool put him wise.”
Amazingly enough, there was no resentment.
“Rather than being angry about this deception, he came home and asked ‘Did you know that the music truck has ice cream in it?’ – as if this had been a recent addition to its former role! We still refer to it as the music truck even with our 2-year-old grandson.”
Reader challenge: Please complete this song lyric in a localized way.
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