the story of a panda

hubby loves to tell stories and joel loves to hear his stories. unlike me, hubby will make each story pretty interesting. somewhere early last week i was lying on the bed almost dozing off into my dreamland..... hubby and joel stepped into the bedroom..... joel sat on the bed and waited anxiously for his daddy to start the story.....

once upon a time there was a panda but not kung fu panda (joel is very much into kung fu panda - so hubby needs to clarify) who join the olympic game(since is so hot now).

he went to join the running competition. he was so fat and big and this made him run very slow. he was so sad because he turned out to be the last.

then he went to join the diving competition. when he dived the water splashed so high. he was sad because he lost again.

the panda decided to try at the badminton game. but he was not able to run fast and lost again.

with my eyes closed, i was giggling in my heart wondering what game will hubby go next. i guessed he will say "lontar peluru" (forgot the english term).

the story continue.....

then the panda went to join the weightlifting game and he won by using only one hand.

hubby: joel, u see..... GOD create everyone to be special. you can be good in this thing and your fren can be good in another thing. the panda is not good at running, diving or badminton but he did well at weightlifting. and the panda never give up when he lost his games.....

ok. end of the story. lights off. joel satisfied and time for bed.

clap! clap! good one hubby.....

NEVER GIVE UP AND WE ARE ALL SPECIAL!!!