As everyone sang “God Bless Genovia,” the scent of trouble was in the air. For the coronavirus had revealed a deep divide in the nation.
While most people remained quarantined at home, some Genovians wanted to reopen the country starting with its tattoo parlors, massage parlors and bowling alleys, Genovia’s biggest businesses.
Because of the coronavirus, Genovia's people are suffering and the government recently canceled all sports events. But as a result, another crisis has arisen.
Hopscotch is Genovia's national sport and many sports fans paid in advance for their tickets.
But multi-millionaire Hopscotch team owners have refused to refund the money, claiming it is “Major League Hopscotch policy.”
Yesterday there was a tapping at my back door. As I opened the door, I saw 25 small sparrows standing on my lawn. No sparrow stood taller than 4 inches.
“I'm Lizzie,“ said a sparrow. “We want to know why you are feeding us breakfast pastry crumbs? Don’t you know you’re making us fat and sick?“
“Why did you stop feeding us healthy bread crumbs,“ she asked. “I’m sorry,“ I replied. "Recently I haven't eaten as wisely as I usually do."
"We have more children than ever to build toys for," said Santa to his elves. "And we don't have enough money. I'll need to borrow some."
So Santa went to a bank and requested a loan. "What is your income," asked the banker. "I have no income," replied Santa. "I give away all the toys we make."
"I am the richest person in the world," proclaimed the miser, all the while living as if he was broke.
"No you're not," replied the spender. "For the money brings you no fun. And when your life is over, you can't take the money with you. It is only good here and now."
Meanwhile, the spender spent all his money having fun but had no savings, only worries about what would happen to him in bad times.