The party was in full swing. Music was played as the guests all ate. They chatted and smiled to all about them. They were having a great time and soon the time passed. The dishes were stacked in the kitchen, with more to arrive later, after dessert had been eaten. Walking past the kitchen was an eyesore, there were dishes stacked everywhere, even on the floor. The party was over, some left the scene, and seeing those dishes, boy did I want to scream, but running some water, and grabbing a cloth, in no time at all I was ready to wash. Once by one, my friends started to join me, in no time at all, dishes were all cleaned and stacked away, with many muttering, “Oh what a day!” As the last visitor left, The lights were switched off; I locked up the doors, and said “Hip, hip horay!. Moral of this story... Many Hands Make Light Work!