One night, for some bizarre reason, my kid wanted to sleep on the couch. I didn’t want to tell him that his dad and I needed the couch to watch TV until our eyes exploded (like normal modern parents), so I told my kid that if he slept on the couch, the ghost would have no place to sit. Then I told him this story:
The Ghost with No Place to Sit
Once, there was a Ghost, and all he wanted was a place to sit.
He went to the graveyard, but all the other ghosts had taken all the gravestones and benches. The Ghost asked, “Is there a place for me to sit?” and the other ghosts said, “No! Go away!”
So, the Ghost went to the church, but there all the other ghosts had taken up all the room in the pews. The Ghost asked, “Is there a place for me to sit?” and the other ghosts said, “No! Go away!”
Then, the Ghost went to the school, and there are the little kid ghosts had taken up all the chairs. The Ghost asked, “Is there a place for me to sit?” and the other little kid ghosts said (in high pitched voices), “No! Go away!”
Finally, the Ghost came to a house, and there he found a little boy sleeping on the couch. And the Ghost lightly tapped the little boy on the shoulder and asked, “Is there a place for me to sit?” and the little boy said, “Sure! You can sit here!” And the little boy got up from the couch and went to sleep in his own bedroom.
“Thank you!” the Ghost said. And he sat down, feeling very happy.
Here’s to hoping everybody’s ghosts can find a nice place to sit tonight.