Anne Herbert

I have held on to this very old article forever, and even when we used it in our S.O.L magazine, couldn't find a way to get re-use permission. So I hope Anne Herbert, the ingenious author, giggles when she sees from Cloud Nine, that we are STILL enjoying her work and find it even MORE appropriate right now. We might also call it: Having a laugh at ourselves in a pretty dire situation.

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The Snake: A parable by Anne Herbert

In the beginning God didn’t make just one or two people, he made a bunch of us, because he wanted us to have a lot of fun and he said you can’t really have fun unless there’s a whole gang of you. So he put us all in this sort of playground park place called Eden and told us to enjoy.

At first we did have fun just like he expected. We played all the time. We rolled down the hills, waded in the streams, climbed the trees, swung on the vines, ran in the meadows, frolicked in the woods, hid in the forest, and acted silly. We laughed a lot.

Then one day this snake told us that we weren’t having real fun because we weren’t keeping score. Back then, we didn’t know what score was. When he explained it, we still couldn’t see the fun. But he said that we should give an apple to the person who was best at playing and we’d never know who was best unless we kept score. We could all see the fun of that. We were all sure we were best.

It was different after that. We yelled a lot. We had to make up new scoring rules for most of the games we played. Other games, like frolicking, we stopped playing because they were too hard to score.


By the time God found out about our new fun, we were spending about forty-five minutes a day in actual playing and the rest of the time working out the score. God was wroth about that — very, very wroth. He said we couldn’t use his garden anymore because we weren’t having any fun. We said we were having lots of fun and we were. He shouldn’t have got upset just because it wasn’t exactly the kind of fun he had in mind.

He wouldn’t listen. He kicked us out and said we couldn’t come back until we stopped keeping score. To rub it in (to get our attention, he said), he told us
we were all going to die anyway and our scores wouldn’t mean anything.

He was wrong.
My cumulative all-game score is now 16,548 and that means a lot to me. If I can raise it to 20,000 before I die I’ll know I’ve accomplished something. Even if I can’t my life has a great deal of meaning because I’ve taught my children to score high and they’ll all be able to reach 20,000 or even 30,000 I know.

Really, it was life in Eden that didn’t mean anything. Fun is great in its place, but without scoring there’s no reason for it. God has a very superficial view of life and I’m glad my children are being raised away from his influence. We were lucky to get out. We’re all very grateful to the snake.

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© Copyright by Anne Herbert. All rights reserved.

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