Jack Sprat could eat no fat.
His wife could eat no lean.
And so between the two of them,
they licked the platter clean.
This is a story about a couple who fit the description in this nursery rhyme perfectly. “Mr. Sprat” was tall and thin and “Mrs. Sprat” was short and very plump. But while they looked very different, they were very alike in their love of life and laughter and had had a long and happy marriage.
The Sprats lived in an old frame house at the curve of a very busy highway. In fact, they could sometimes actually feel a vibration in the house when a semi went by. And Mr. Sprat had said many times that if a vehicle ever missed making the curve in the road, it could very well end up in their living room!
One day Mrs. Sprat was cleaning in the kitchen when she noticed some gnats flying around the overhead light fixture in the middle of the room. So she got out a can of bug spray and sprayed around the fixture.
But the next time she walked across the room, when she walked under the light fixture she slipped in some bug spray residue that had fallen on the linoleum floor. In an instant, her feet went out from under her, she flew up in the air and then landed on the floor with a huge “BANG”.
As she got herself up to a sitting position she was thinking how lucky she was that she wasn’t hurt and how dumb she was to not realize that the floor might be slippery. But just then, her husband came racing through the kitchen headed for the front of the house. As he ran past her sitting on the floor, he yelled, “What are you doing on the floor? Get up! We’ve got to get out of here, I think a semi just hit the house!”
At that, Mrs. Sprat started laughing so hard that she was not capable of getting to her feet. And once it registered with Mr. Sprat that he had just run past his wife sitting on the floor and he heard her laughter, he understood what must have happened and how funny that made what he had thought had happened. He immediately started laughing too and came back to help her up — after they had both managed to stop laughing, that is.
And “the Sprats” lived happily every after, always continuing to look for the humor in life. And enjoying many times telling the story about the time “the semi hit the house”!
Based on a story a friend of mine tells about some friends of her parents.