the reverend gerald stanley lee, munching his breakfast in the spring sunshine, suddenly realized that he hated his name. He thought how incredible it was that his parents had decided to call him Stanley, like Stan Laurel. They didn't even like the movies. Maybe...but only maybe he bore some resemblence to him when he was a baby but that alone didn't gave them the right to do so. He also started to hate his parents. Resemblence to Stan Laurel! He had to ask his wife! But what if...well then he could hate her too. Hate her if she could see Stan in him. But not only the name Stan bothered him. What about Gerald? Are there any famous people who are called Gerald? He took a great bite of his breakfast and started to think about it. Gerald, Gerald?? All he could come up with was the similarity between Gerald Lee and General Lee. But could a reverend live with a name that was similar to the name of a military leader? His breakfast suddenly didn't look tasty anymore. He had to change something. His name! He had lived with it long enough and needed some name new. Something poetical, biblical, at least something modern. He jumped up from his seat. That's it! A biblical name for a reverend! But there were so many. What about Abraham? Abraham Stanley Lee? No, the general was still in his name. As well as the movie part. More ideas? Let's stick to Abraham. What other names sound good together with Abraham? Mmmh? What about Abraham Noah Abel? Well that is a name!! I like it! Let's go to the name changing place and do it! His wife would be sooooooooo surprised. Just as he had thought this, his wife entered the room. Seeing his glad smiling face she asked him wether he was ill. Usually he was rather grumpy. "Good morning my beloved wife! I woke up this morning and I was grumpy as usual and hated my name, but now I'm smiling because I will do it! I will change my name! That is why I gotta go now! Bye!" He kissed her on her cheek and left her behind, puzzled. "What?", was all she could ask but he was already gone. Whistling, Reverend Gerald Stanley Lee, as he was still called, made his way to the name changing place. All the members of the church looked surprised when they saw him. They had never seen their reverend in such a good mood, whistling, greeting to all sides. When he reached the place he was the first today to change his name. "What do you want Reverend?", asked the skinny woman behind the counter in a bad mood because she knew the reverend and his bad temper. She also was a little bit scared. "Good morning, Mrs Smith! Nice day, isn't it? I am here because I want to change my name, you into something more biblical than Gerald Stanley Lee!" "More biblical you say? Aha! So what name did you choose?" "Well actually it was something VERY biblical. It was...", he started but suddenly realized that he couldn't remember the names he had chosen. "I...." "What's the problem Reverend Lee?" "Oh my God! I forgot my new names!" He was close to tears but he didn't want to show that to Mrs. Smith. He was too proud and suddenly his bad mood came back. Grumpy as usual he went home.
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oh yeah! i do remember! you really typed it in! that's a great idea! i loved that story when we wrote it and i still love it now...
