With all the excitement happening around me and all the vuvuzela’s trumpeting and all the loud parties and all the messages and texts and jerseys and competitions, I finally got it!! I have got 2010 Soccer World Cup Fever – – – in a bottle. And I’m selling it for only R50 per 100ml. (I’ll give you discount if you bring your own bottle.)
I reckoned that if people are prepared to pay between R50 and R80 for a piece of material less than the size of their underwear to put on the side-view mirrors of their cars, then I can sell a bottle of genuine world cup fever (and make a killing JUST like everyone else).
If you are or have been the parent of a toddler, then you will know EXACTLY what I am talking about. Don’t get me wrong, I love my son; but when the why’s start, I’m kind of wishing I had one of those remotes from the movie Click – – – mute and next scene would be perfect.
And for those of us in the know, there does not have to be a reason for the why. It has a life of it’s own. It’s as if when God recorded in the Bible that He had made Adam and Eve, He forgot to make mention that He had created Why too. When you’re older, why has a purpose – you gain understanding. But when it’s coming out of the mouth of a toddler, it’s on the same scale of purpose as mosquitos (well for me at least!!).