WHILE
we stood at attention during a parade, the private next to me waved to someone in the audience.
"Jones, never do that again!" our drill instructor sternly whispered.
But a few minutes later, the soldier waved a second time.
Back in the barracks after the parade, the drill instructor raced in and barked for Jones to come to the front and centre.
"Son, you knew I was going to see you," he screamed. "You knew it was wrong. Aren't you afraid of me?" "Yes, sir!" replied Jones. "But you don't know my mother!" -Andrew Ramon