The Journey of the Bead

ONCE UPON A TIME.....there was a beautiful black bead. One Sunday afternoon this bead was discovered by a curious little boy. This beautiful, black bead was lying on the floor, along with other colorful beads, in the primary room of the local LDS church. The little boy looked at this bead and thought to himself, "I wonder if this will fit up my nose?" The little boy then placed the bead in his nose and discovered, that indeed, the bead did fit up his nose. The bead then fell out and the boy thought, "I wonder if I can get the bead to stay in my nose?" Sure enough the boy accomplished this task, but not without realizing that a bead in his nose was not a good thing. The boy looked at his primary teacher with a very terrified look on his face and said, "The bead is stuck in my nose, and it hurts."

Quickly the teacher took the young, terrified boy to his dad. The young boy was then placed on the counter in the men's bathroom so that his dad, along with a medically trained individual, could look up the boy's nose and try to get the bead out. In the end they were unsuccessful, which in turn meant a trip to the nearby children's hospital. Once at the hospital the young boy was delighted to see that he would be able to watch cartoons on Sunday, since there was a TV in the waiting room. The boy thought to himself, "this hospital stuff isn't so bad".

Then the time came to take the young boy back to a room where the doctors could assess the best way to remove the bead. Many attempts were made as the boy screamed and kicked his legs. Finally the only option was to strap the young boy down, but the boy's brave and heroic father saved the day by offering to tightly pin the boy in his arms for one last attempt. With tears flowing from the eyes of the boy and his father, the doctors proceeded to cover the boy's mouth and blow air up his unblocked nostril. Miraculously the beautiful, black bead popped right out! The doctors, the boy's father and the young, curious boy sighed with relief.

As the young boy left the hospital, he told his dad, "That was fun! But I never want to go to that hospital again and see those doctors."

The moral of the story: "Never put beautiful, black beads in your nose!"