Once there was a boy called Edward. He had a English teacher called Jill. When his teacher was small, there was no yoghurt. Yoghurt, huh, you think. So what, I hate yoghurt. But when yoghurt came, my teacher’s mum said, “god, this stuff is great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” (Ok, maybe she didn’t say that but anywho you get the point.) Jill didn’t want the yoghurt. So she said, “yuck what is it?” “It tastes like sour cream.” Yuck. Sour cream. that sounds dsgusting.
One day, my teacher had a little taste of it and yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She though it was yum e! Yup! Yes! Yeah! Yar! Yep! Yeeeeeeeeeees! She thought it was great! (But I might not.)
So the moral is: Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. (I made that fable up. Yes, I did have a teacher called Jill but no no. It wasn’t one of Aesop’s fables.)
Yep, don’t count your chickens before they hatch (This is true, but what have chickens got to do with it??????) and also YOU’LL NEVER KNOW IF YOU DON’T GIVE IT A GO!