ipl-logo

Mrs Morrison And The Gluttony Case Study

1072 Words5 Pages

Mrs. Morrison was too busy to die. A woman well into her eighties, Mrs. Morrison still had much to do; The crochet club was going to meet next week to discuss plans on a fundraiser, a son’s graduation was to be attended, and an unfinished will was lying around somewhere. Furthermore, she was still waiting for a birthday gift from her neighbor that was long overdue. Her life was far from over. So whenever Death came knocking at her door, Mrs. Morrison would give it a good beating and send it back where it came from.

Make no mistake, Death was not the only uninvited visitor. Distant cousins, aunts and uncles were starting to close in on her like vultures eager to devour a fresh carcass - Mrs. Morrison’s carcass to be exact. Even so, the majority …show more content…

Of course, they went to Reconciliation every year or so, and of course gluttony has been mentioned somewhere in their New Year’s Resolution for more than 30 years, but that didn’t mean that they stopped. Breakfast, Brunch, Lunch, and Dinner were greedily devoured at tremendous speed, which provides the explanation as to why there are rarely any guests invited. On that note, when Mrs. Morrison ate the cookies, there was no pause in between each bite. The time between chewing and swallowing was next to none and her systems couldn’t keep up, so somewhere in between her voracious snacking, a piece went down the wrong passage and decided to lodge itself in the windpipe. In other words, she was choking. Mrs. Morrison’s face got redder than red and her eyes were bulging out of her skull and her mouth was wide open as if she was trying to say something but couldn’t really say it. While all of this was happening, the air outside couldn’t get inside and the air inside couldn’t get outside. It had to go somewhere though, right? So it did. In the form of an unglorified toot from the rear that smelled

faintly of coconuts - not that it was really worth mentioning since Mrs. Morrison couldn’t breathe, let alone smell. Unfortunately, Henry Heimlich was not around that day to show her the

Open Document