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Levi · 08-27-2004, 05:33 PM

Once upon a time, in a land very far away, there was a little boy. He lived in a huge feild of tall grasses, and ate nuts and berries and rabbits that he found. His mother taught him to read and do simple maths, and his father taught him to hunt and cook.
One day, a playful wind thought to bring him some reading material. As it could not carry a book, it brought him a newspaper.
He learned many things.

'He's burning up.' A month later, he got a fever. He overheard his mother tell his father, and he was convinced thatsomebody had set off the neutron bomb.

This is how we know that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing. Or alternately, that one is better off not knowing how to read.

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08-27-2004, 05:33 PM	#12
Levi Believing is seeing. Join Date: May 2004 Location: It's too dark to tell. Posts: 18	Once upon a time, in a land very far away, there was a little boy. He lived in a huge feild of tall grasses, and ate nuts and berries and rabbits that he found. His mother taught him to read and do simple maths, and his father taught him to hunt and cook. One day, a playful wind thought to bring him some reading material. As it could not carry a book, it brought him a newspaper. He learned many things. 'He's burning up.' A month later, he got a fever. He overheard his mother tell his father, and he was convinced thatsomebody had set off the neutron bomb. This is how we know that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing. Or alternately, that one is better off not knowing how to read.