Friday, February 27, 2009

Scholarship


Harold frowned as he filled in the form. “What should I put for her mother?” he asked. “It says: ‘if deceased put date of death’ but Gillian’s date of death was forty years before Lucy was born. Do you think that might confuse the people awarding the scholarship?”

“Possibly.” Jasfoup tapped the papers. “Put Gillian’s date of death as the same as Lucy’s birth. That’ll tug at their heartstrings. Why are you applying for a scholarship for her, anyway? You’re rich.”

“Not on paper.” Harold grinned. “Knowing she has to get grade As to renew her scholarship will make her knuckle down and study.”

“A good plan.” Jasfoup nodded. “But why not let her have a bit of childhood first? She’s only four.”

8 comments:

aims said...

Oh Gawds! You made me laugh again!

Leatherdykeuk said...

*rubs hands* Excellent!

stephanie said...

*laughs* I still love this one.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thank you!

Sunny said...

I love it. Harold sounds just like my dad.

Leatherdykeuk said...

That's super, Sunny!

BT said...

Pushy Harold, pushy. Lol.

Leatherdykeuk said...

*laughs*