When I went into my father's room to steal some mechanical pencil lead (I should've just bought some), I found a book. "Pfft. 'A Collection of Short Stories for Speeches'? What on earth is this?" One of the stories included in the book went like this:
In a town in the American South, a police officer was on patrol. Having finished his rounds and getting ready to head back, he noticed a man walking ahead of him. The man kept constantly moving his neck and muttering something in a muffled voice. His behavior was clearly suspicious. I just hope he's not some drug-addled creep... Thinking he should stop and question the man just to be safe, the officer called out to him. Seeing the man stop, the officer started to approach him. That was when it happened. The man wore a grinning smile and thrust his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket. He's going to kill me!! Reacting instantly, the officer drew his service pistol and, without a moment's hesitation, fired at the man.
The man took the bullet straight to the chest, collapsed heavily on the spot, and soon stopped moving. "That was a close one..." The officer breathed a sigh of relief and decided to check the pocket for a weapon. However, contrary to his expectations, what came out was not a pistol. It was a tattered, old memo pad. Suspiciously, the officer picked it up and flipped to the first page. "This child was born with a severe illness and cannot speak. If he is ever in trouble, please help him." Below the message was an address and a phone number, presumably of the man's home. With trembling hands, he turned to the next page. "Please make a phone call in my place." "Thank you very much." Such messages were written out page by page. They had been lovingly written by a mother who deeply pitied her severely disabled son.
How on earth are you supposed to use this in a speech?!
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