The Fire Fighters

One dark night outside a small town near Christchurch, New Zealand, a fire started inside the local chemical plant and in a blink of an eye it exploded into massive flames. The alarm went out to all the fire departments for miles around.

When the volunteer fire fighters appeared on the scene, the chemical company president rushed to the fireman in charge and said, 'All our secret formulas are in the vault in the centre of the plant. They must be saved. I will give $50,000 to the fire department that brings them out intact.' But the roaring flames held the fire-fighters off. Soon more fire departments had to be called in as the situation became desperate.

As the firemen arrived, the president shouted out that the offer was now $100,000 to the fire station who could bring out the company's secret files. From the distance, a lone siren was heard as another fire truck came into sight. It was the nearby Maori rural township volunteer fire company composed mainly of Maoris over the age of 65. To everyone's amazement, that little run-down fire engine roared right past all the newer sleek engines that were parked outside the plant.

Without even slowing down it drove straight into the middle of the inferno. Outside, the other firemen watched as the Maori old timers jumped off right in the middle of the fire and fought it back on all sides.

It was a performance and effort never seen before. Within a short time, the old timers had extinguished the fire and had saved the secret formulas. The grateful chemical company president announced that for such a superhuman feat he was upping the reward to $200,000, and walked over to personally thank each of the brave fire fighters.

The local TV news reporter rushed in to capture the event on film, asking their chief, 'What are you going to do with all that money?' 'Well,' said Rangi, the 70-year-old fire chief, 'The first thing we gonna do is fix the brakes on that bloody truck!'  
 

Anyone who has ever dressed a child will love this one! 

Did you hear about the Texas Teacher who was helping one of her kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots? ...... He asked for help and she could see why. 

Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn't want to go on ...... Finally, when the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat. 

She almost cried when the little boy said, "Teacher, they're on the wrong feet." 

She looked and sure enough, they were ...... It wasn't any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on ...... She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on - this time on the right feet.

He then announced, "These aren't my boots." 

She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, "Why didn't you say so?" like she wanted to ...... And, once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet ...... No sooner they got the boots off and he said, "They're my brother's boots. My Mom made me wear 'em."

Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry ...... But, she mustered up the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again ...... Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are your mittens?" ...... He said, "I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots."
 

Her trial starts next month.
GAK