News, but not the serious kind
Mr. Obama, we’re worried about your daughter!
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Obama:
Thank you for stopping by the parent-teacher conference.
I’m sorry to have to report that while she is very bright, your daughter seems to be living in her own fantasy world. She has told the class that her father is going to be President, and that she is moving to the White House. Oh sure, and I’m Rumpelstiltskin!
Some of her classmates seem to believe her, although of course I discourage them. As if that President concoction isn’t bad enough, she even says she was onstage with Bruce Springsteen!
Sorry to have to tell you this, and I’m sure the school psychologist can help her. Meanwhile, I hope you enjoy the flowers, Mrs. Obama. When’s the last time anybody gave you ROSES?