Two scruffy dogs were walking down the street. The first dog turned to the other and said, “Do you realize that if one of your fleas jumped onto me we would have the same number of fleas?” The second replied, “Yes, but if one of your fleas jumped onto me I would have five times as many fleas as you.” How many fleas are on each dog to begin with?
I saw a strange creature, Long, hard, and straight, Thrusting in a round, dark, opening, Preparing to discharge its load of lives, Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, Then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
Note: This may not be appropriate for younger ages.
People speak through me, yet I do not make a sound. People can sell me, yet I have many clones. I can bring you laughter between breakfast and tea, Yet I can also break your heart easily. I cover the earth like trees of old, Whose leaves can blind and yet enfold.
A book. Authors can speak to you through a book, yet the book makes no sound. Books are sold and have many duplicate copies. A book can bring the reader to tears and laughter, they span the globe and the leaves of a book (a single sheet in a book is called a leaf) can get you wrapped up in the story that you’re unaware of what’s going on around you.