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The Tiny Little Isle
Whenever I think of nutmeg, my grandmother always comes to mind. There's a little story about her that I like to tell.
One day, out of the blue, Granny just up and left her home to go live on a remote island in the Pacific. Real tiny little piece of land there, sticking out of the ocean. It was about 8 feet by 10 feet. Anyway, she had built a little makeshift garage out of palm leaves and shaving cream, where she kept her car, and at night she would bury herself up to her neck in the sand and go to sleep.
On one particularly chilly morning, she woke up to a startling sight: a gorilla was trying to steal her car. He was unsuccessful, however, since there was no way off the island. Grandma pegged the gorilla with a coconut.
Well, one thing led to another, and they soon got married. I've never seen a happier woman.
I just really like nutmeg and my grandma, that's all.
© 1997 kyle
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