Jokes, good ones or bad ones, help get us through the day

The Trentonian (Trenton, NJ) - - NEWS - L.A. Parker Colum­nist

Love jokes.

Ac­tu­ally, the sil­lier— the better. Rhymes, rid­dles and brain teasers? Awe­some.

And, yes, laugh at my own word play on dis­play dur­ing this Feb. 5-13 trip to Costa Rica with STEMCivics Char­ter School stu­dents, a fan­tas­tic although tough crowd with an al­most un­mov­able laugh me­ter.

We had mounted horses Satur­day morn­ing at Rincón de la Vieja Na­tional Park and waited for de­par­ture when I cre­ated this joke.

“What did the man say­ing as he pet­ted the pony?” (Made a grav­elly sound in my throat and said. I’m feel­ing a lit­tle horse).

Come on. Give it up. Show me some love.

Okay. We were at a mon­key park when this one hap­pened.

What did the screech­ing bird say when it flew into the tree trunk? (Owl).

“That’s so corny,” stu­dent Melonie Chaves judged. The af­fa­ble ju­nior did smirk.

Maybe my stand up rou­tine needed an adult au­di­ence.

There we were in Rin­con de la Vieja Na­tional Park sit­u­ated in the north­west cor­ner of Costa Rica in the Gua­nacaste prov­ince.

The 34,000-acre won­der­land of­fers trails beau­ti­ful view­points, breath­tak­ing wa­ter­falls, hot springs and mud pots.

Peo­ple en­joyed steamy baths and most of the Cau­casian guests ap­plied mud to their bod­ies and faces. Oh, what a per­fect op­por­tu­nity for the lone African-Amer­i­can.

“You guys would be in se­ri­ous hot wa­ter if you were putting mud on your faces in Vir­ginia,” I said, al­lud­ing to black face in­ci­dents in­volv­ing Gov. Ralph Northam and At­tor­ney Gen­eral Mark Her­ring.

The crowd laughed. En­joyed the joke.

“You had to go there “a man jos­tled. We laughed, all caught up in va­ca­tions, re­laxed peo­ple en­joy­ing the same mud, same steam.

Who needs STEMCivics Char­ter School stu­dents as barom­e­ters for laugh­ter?

Ok. Big fin­ish. Same mon­key park crowd as a guide named, Nancy, showed us around. Most of the an­i­mals are ei­ther in­jured or re­habbed but could not sur­vive if re­leased back into na­ture. So, they have a life­time home.

“Did you hear that?,” The stu­dents hushed and lis­tened.

(I think that wild pig just said some­thing). Dead si­lence. Their ears strained. What did it say?

“I’m boar-ed”. (Groans)

L.A. Parker is a Tren­to­nian colum­nist. Find him on Twitter @LAParker6 or email him at [email protected]­to­

Newspapers in English

Newspapers from USA

© PressReader. All rights reserved.