The Eighth Day

It is written that, "By the seventh day God completed His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done."

This much, I believe is true.

But, the story as it exists in writing is incomplete. For there is a part of the story that exists only by word of mouth. At least, until now . . .

For generations, in every culture in every part of the world, the elders have passed on to the youth "The Story of the Eighth Day." It is told as follows:

On the eighth day, God slept in. He felt He had earned it, since He had been working for seven straight days without rest. When God arose in the latter part of the morning He found Himself desirous of sustenance. After sampling a morsel of each of His many creations, God found them lacking in both taste and nutritional value. This made Him sad. God contemplated destroying His greatest creation, but decided against it. For, overall, it was pretty good. Not good, just pretty good.

Then, He had an epiphany. In the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of the eighth day, God cleared his throat and said, "Let there be Wheaties. Let it be a simple comestible, to be consumed only with the milk of a cow. Let it be endorsed by only those that are capable of great feats of athletic achievement. And,* most importantly, let it be both good and good for you."

God looked at his newest and final creation. Using only a spoon, He sampled these Wheaties. Then, He smiled, for it was good.


*Editor's Note: God is allowed to start His sentences with And. He just is.