The Big Rock Speaks

I climbed up the hill and sat on the Big Rock. The Big Rock said, “Why so weary?”

I said I made the mistake of reading the news over the past week.

The Big Rock said, “I don’t read. I’m actually illiterate.”

I asked if the Big Rock was saying I shouldn’t read the news.

The Big Rock said, “No. I was just saying I can’t read.”

I asked if that’s why the Big Rock is so peaceful.

The Big Rock said, “No, I think it’s because I’m a rock.”