A long time ago, a girl met a boy and they fell in love. They spent hours driving to and from their dates in his very cool Ford Mustang. The boy would sometimes show off for the girl by doing donuts in a parking lot on a snowy day. Although, as an adult, the girl does not condone this, the boy once showed his masculinity by passing three transport trucks in a row! What a cool and fast car he had.
About 2 1/2 years after the boy and girl met, they got married. The boy sold the mustang to buy a more sensible car, hopefully one that would not get him into so much trouble. You see, just before he married the girl, the boy had to go for an interview with the Ministry of Transportation to explain why he should be allowed to keep his Driver’s License when he had received such a plethora of speeding tickets (six) in the past year.
Before too long, the boy and girl had their first little baby — a girl! She was so sweet and so small that they happily fit into their little car. They easily tootled around town, zipping in and out of small parking spots.
Several years later, a new baby arrived — a little brother. The boy’s parents had a lovely minivan which they offered to sell the boy and girl for an unbeatable price. The boy and girl had been hoping for more babies in the future, so they decided that, even though they still fit in their little car, they would buy the minivan.
Shortly thereafter, there was another baby and then another and then the girl delightedly found out she was expecting a fifth baby. Their minivan (which was a newer one — this time a gift from the boy’s parents) was getting very squishy with all the carseats. The boy and girl decided they would by a bigger van that would hold them all easily.
Two years after baby five arrived, there was another sweet baby to love in the boy and girl’s family. This time, the bigger van was feeling tight. The boy and girl’s older children complained that they were squeezed in between the car seats. They were also upset that they could never bring any friends home from church because there were no empty seats.
The boy and girl were very grateful and blessed to have the van. Secretly, though, they were starting to dislike the rust and the ugly white colour! They also wanted to have plenty of room for whatever God would send their way, either in terms of family or friends. So, the boy started looking for a Big Honkin’ Van. A true homeschool-mobile. The boy had a truck license from his college days of driving for Coca-Cola, but the girl felt nervous about her ability to drive such a big vehicle.
The boy managed to find the family a lovely, wonderful van. It was in beautiful condition and was owned by a family with six children who were growing up and whose mama often found herself driving The Big Honkin’ Van by herself. They were sad to see the van go, but had been hoping it would be able to go to a large family.
Here is The Big Honkin’ Van:
The girl is still wondering how she is going to manage to do errands and Christmas shopping and to park downtown…but she feels very blessed and she thinks the boy was very smart to find his family such a great vehicle.