MAN: The internet is such a lovely place, my boy, only four gold coins to enter!

BOY: It sounds so lovely! But so expensive…

MAN: Well, my boy, it’s such a lovely place to go!

MOTHER: Child!  Get to your room, who is that at the door?

BOY: A salesman, ma!  He’s talking about the internet!

MOTHER: Oh my, well enough of that, you get ready for bed.

MAN: Hello, ma’am, I am-

MOTHER: I know who you are, and I’ve heard enough, thank you for your time, good night.

[After preparing for bedtime, the Mother and Boy discuss what the Man spoke to the Boy about.]

MOTHER: And that’s what he told you, son?

BOY: Yes, mama.  May I go?

MOTHER:  I forbid you to go the internet.  It’s a damned crazy place, and I’ll say, you’ll get lost and I’ll never be able to find you.

BOY: But Mama!  The man said I can use the Search to help me around.

MOTHER: Hush, child.  It’s time to go to bed.

BOY: Have you ever been there, Mama?

MOTHER: Many times, child.  There were many things I sought after in my youth, and I believed a man just like the one that talked with you.  So I Searched.

BOY: What was it like Ma?

MOTHER: Like…entering into a room that at once is changed into an ocean that becomes a world…like climbing a set of stairs to a 2nd level, only to find the level moves ever upward, and the stairs increase with it…but you want it to keep increasing.

BOY: Sounds like a mighty strange place.

MOTHER: It was.  And still is.

BOY: What did you find there?

MOTHER: I found…that I was searching for the wrong things.

BOY: Whaddya mean, Ma?

MOTHER: Shh, go to bed now, son.  We need to wake up early tomorrow, and it’s long past your bed time already.

BOY: Okay.  Will you tell me about the internet again tomorrow?

MOTHER: Okay, I will.

BOY: But do you-

MOTHER: Yes, I promise, son.  I promise I will.   But enough!  Good night, my child.

BOY: Good night, mother.