Y oung Bobby needed eyeglasses, but he refused to wear them. “But son,” urged his dad, “you’ll be able to see so much better.” “I can see just fine, Dad,” protested Bobby. “Why, I can see that dog coming up the street three blocks away, and I can tell he has only one eye.” “Bobby,” said his father in exasperation, “that dog isn’t going up the street, it’s going down the street.”
Y oung Bobby needed eyeglasses, but he refused to wear them. “But son,” urged his dad, “you’ll be able to see so much better.”
“I can see just fine, Dad,” protested Bobby. “Why, I can see that dog coming up the street three blocks away, and I can tell he has only one eye.”
“Bobby,” said his father in exasperation, “that dog isn’t going up the street, it’s going down the street.”