Ben Hur

One time, a child who is now all grown up but will still remain anonymous, was scared by the leper scene in the movie Ben Hur.  Ben Hur was one of Grandad's favorite movies and he liked to watch it.  This child, who shall remain nameless, hid the movie inside one of Grandad's ceramic elephant tables, which happen to be hollow.  She hid the movie when she was ten years old.  Grandad always wondered what happened to his copy of Ben Hur and just replaced it with a new copy, much to the child's dismay.  When she was about sixteen years old, we were adopting the tables and bringing them to our house.  The nameless teenager got all embarrassed and ashamed and asked her dad to come and talk with her privately.  She confessed to her crime, much to her dad's amusement.  The rest of her family was sitting around waiting to find out what was going on.  Her dad, with a smile, came out to the living room, pulled the movie out of the table, and handed it to Grandad.  We all had a good laugh that day.

The Tire and the Nail

One time, an anonymous child of mine named Ian did not like riding in his dad's car.  It smelled like new car smell and made him feel carsick on those long rides to Taekwondo.  Sometimes he threw up in the car.  So to avoid riding in the car, he put a nail behind the tire.  He hoped that the car would drive over the nail, get a flat tire, and he wouldn't have to go to Taekwondo in the smelly car.  Guess what? It didn't work.  And that is the worst thing Ian has ever done.