I'm a fair mind to bet you that the Canterbury Tales are not high on your memory list and that "began" might be a scribes error for "be gon" or "be gone" meaning the day written was April 2 the day after the fox tricked the rooster.... so yesterday to Chaucer was for the April 1st fool. (Chaucer was also the first to note St. Valentines's Day as well - no joking around with that one).
Good old Aesop rewrote this and put the dog in for the villagers. I would prefer to rewrite it yet again and put in republicans, democrats and Mr. Obama but I won't dare speak of truth's so early in the morning.
We had a three story high school and counting the observatory tower we had 5. There was a "freshman" wing and at the end of the hall was the freight elevator to move big ticket items up to the floors as it was 28 steps (we all had to know that for some reason) between floors)...a trek to say the least and almost all the classrooms of note were "up there". Enterprising seniors would hold "one day only" sales of elevator passes to horribly naive freshman on the first day of class and then, when purchased, would fund the April Fool's Dance. All good sport.
Anyway, when you are planting a sticky-note on some one's back today that says "kick me" or hauling out that "whoopee cushion" which you saved for today's rainy day - please remember the moral of the Aesop fable:
One moonlight night a Fox was prowling about a farmer's hen-coop, and saw a Cock roosting high up beyond his reach.
"Good news, good news!" he cried.
"Why, what is that?" said the Cock.
"King Lion has declared a universal truce. No beast may hurt a bird henceforth, but all shall dwell together in brotherly friendship."
"Why, that is good news," said the Cock; "and there I see some one coming, with whom we can share the good tidings." And so saying he craned his neck forward and looked afar off.
"What is it you see?" said the Fox.
"It is only my master's Dog that is coming towards us. What, going so soon?" he continued, as the Fox began to turn away as soon as he had heard the news. "Will you not stop and congratulate the Dog on the reign of universal peace?"
"I would gladly do so," said the Fox, "but I fear he may not have heard of King Lion's decree."
Cunning often outwits itself
Good old Aesop rewrote this and put the dog in for the villagers. I would prefer to rewrite it yet again and put in republicans, democrats and Mr. Obama but I won't dare speak of truth's so early in the morning.
We had a three story high school and counting the observatory tower we had 5. There was a "freshman" wing and at the end of the hall was the freight elevator to move big ticket items up to the floors as it was 28 steps (we all had to know that for some reason) between floors)...a trek to say the least and almost all the classrooms of note were "up there". Enterprising seniors would hold "one day only" sales of elevator passes to horribly naive freshman on the first day of class and then, when purchased, would fund the April Fool's Dance. All good sport.
Anyway, when you are planting a sticky-note on some one's back today that says "kick me" or hauling out that "whoopee cushion" which you saved for today's rainy day - please remember the moral of the Aesop fable:
One moonlight night a Fox was prowling about a farmer's hen-coop, and saw a Cock roosting high up beyond his reach.
"Good news, good news!" he cried.
"Why, what is that?" said the Cock.
"King Lion has declared a universal truce. No beast may hurt a bird henceforth, but all shall dwell together in brotherly friendship."
"Why, that is good news," said the Cock; "and there I see some one coming, with whom we can share the good tidings." And so saying he craned his neck forward and looked afar off.
"What is it you see?" said the Fox.
"It is only my master's Dog that is coming towards us. What, going so soon?" he continued, as the Fox began to turn away as soon as he had heard the news. "Will you not stop and congratulate the Dog on the reign of universal peace?"
"I would gladly do so," said the Fox, "but I fear he may not have heard of King Lion's decree."
Cunning often outwits itself