UNKNOWN NOISE
There was a sophomore who had a part in the high school play. It was the story of the Revolutionary War and he had one line. He was to walk on stage and say “Hark! I hear the cannons roaring!” He rehearsed that single line for days, weeks, even months. He said it over and over to himself. Then the night of the big play came. He walked on stage. He knew his line well. But the sound effects man was more enthusiastic than anyone had imagined. He made a tremendous racket. The young man turned around, utterly startled and said, “What was all that noise?”
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