Today, in Sunday morning church service, there was a flying squirrel that somehow flew into the church. It was flying in big circles and then it got hit by one of the fan blades. Stunned by the chop of the fan, it flopped right on top of Maudy Prinkle’s head. Maudy is prim and far too proper. She was wearing gaudy hat that was so big it could have served as an unbrella for a small heard of sheep. Although the sheep might have been too embarrassed to be under such an ugly hat.
Anyhow, the flying squirrel, who wasn’t currently flying at the moment had caused quite a raucous. I had to stop the worship song in the middle of the service. One of the choir members ran to save the squirrel and bandage it's broken leg with bandage tape that she just happened to have in her back pocket. The whole congregation started laughing and it was hard to pick up the lyrics to Victory in Jesus, but we did it and what a funny day it was for all the kids to chatter about.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Thank you so much for the fit of laughter I had while reading this story. I've known a few church goers who resembled Miss Maudy Prinkle in my day. This was a really cute piece of micro fiction.