Curious George Gets Read One Too Many Times in This Household.
November 26, 2007There was once a monkey named George. He was a good little monkey but curious, so George got into shit.
One day the Man With the Yellow Hat went out, because that's all he ever did—he simply drove off, leaving a monkey to fend for himself, like that makes any sense. Once he was alone, George became interested in something. He looked at it, but not being satisfied with looking, he then poked at it, or perhaps he rode it, or he ate it, and before long he was in serious trouble.
The Law or the Authorities or Personnel came after him, but lucky for George they were slow and ungainly and shook their meaty fists at him, which slowed them down further, and George managed to jump on top of a bus, or hide in a shirt. Just then, a larger crisis loomed, one in which (improbably) a being of monkey size and/or flexibility was needed. George helped, of course, and saved the day just as the Authorities arrived. Everyone agreed that while George is a pain in the ass and ruins just about everything, he is also good in a pinch, when one requires the services of a monkey.
Then George got a medal or a pie, having learned exactly nothing from his mistakes.
Reader Comments (54)
Well, I'd be rich.
But this post is GREAT - you have nailed it!
Wait till Henry gets old enough to want to read the damn Magic Treehouse books. You might just want to shoot yourself now.
No wonder Forrest Gump was so jacked up!
We've had to discontinue viewings of the CG cartoon in this house because it has become less "amusing animated story" and more "instructional documentary."
I was at a conference this fall and heard Louise Borden speak. She's the author of the The Journey that Saved Curious George: The True Wartime Escape of Margaret and H.A. Rey. She did some fascinating research to get the facts on that story!
Never judge a book by its PBS series.
NAUGHTY MONKEY!
(See? It's fun!)