A blue whale is happily swimming along in the ocean one bright, sunny day when suddenly he spies a figure swimming along in the distance. This figure seems somehow out of place, so the whale swims toward it. Upon closer inspection the whale discovers that the swimmer is a rhinoceros. Curious the whale asks:
“Mr Rhinoceros, Mr. Rhinoceros, what are you doing out here in the middle of the ocean?”
All the rhinoceros can do is shake its head sadly and reply:
“Oh, the ark, the ark…”
Getting no further information from the rhinoceros, the whale swims on. After a while, he spies a giraffe swimming in the ocean. Ever the curious swimmer, the whale asks of the giraffe:
“Mr. Giraffe, Mr. Giraffe, what are you doing out here in the middle of the ocean?”
Like the rhinoceros all the giraffe can do is shake his head sadly and reply:
“Oh, the ark, the ark…”
This continues for quite a while. Swimming along the whale spies a lion, a cheetah, several zebras and a whole host of other animals who obviously don’t belong out in the middle of the ocean.
Finally the whale spies a little piece of driftwood. On the driftwood, lying on its back, barely able to move, is a termite. The termite seems to be in pain. The whale draws ever closer and asks:
“Mr. Termite, Mr. Termite, what are you doing out here in the middle of the ocean?”
But all the termite can do is shake its head sadly, rub its belly and reply:
“Ohhh, ohhh! I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!
“Mr Rhinoceros, Mr. Rhinoceros, what are you doing out here in the middle of the ocean?”
All the rhinoceros can do is shake its head sadly and reply:
“Oh, the ark, the ark…”
Getting no further information from the rhinoceros, the whale swims on. After a while, he spies a giraffe swimming in the ocean. Ever the curious swimmer, the whale asks of the giraffe:
“Mr. Giraffe, Mr. Giraffe, what are you doing out here in the middle of the ocean?”
Like the rhinoceros all the giraffe can do is shake his head sadly and reply:
“Oh, the ark, the ark…”
This continues for quite a while. Swimming along the whale spies a lion, a cheetah, several zebras and a whole host of other animals who obviously don’t belong out in the middle of the ocean.
Finally the whale spies a little piece of driftwood. On the driftwood, lying on its back, barely able to move, is a termite. The termite seems to be in pain. The whale draws ever closer and asks:
“Mr. Termite, Mr. Termite, what are you doing out here in the middle of the ocean?”
But all the termite can do is shake its head sadly, rub its belly and reply:
“Ohhh, ohhh! I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!
