A hat-wearing gentleman was on his ship when a gust of wind blew his hat off his head, tossing it on the sea. The waves carried it afar. Weeks later, a fisherman angled the hat from the river. He put it on his bald head and thanked God for it.
A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #8
boy with a hat 
your hat can’t swim either can it?
It might float… for a while.
well if you can’t swim, then maybe you can learn to float. hehe :p
In my hat you mean? I’ll toss it on the Atlantic, jump into it, and float toward you. If you live on the East coast you can meet me on the shore. Will you?
I would if I lived on the East coast.
Sadly I’m land locked as we speak.
I was wondering when you’d dedicate a story to a hat
It was unavoidable Tebogo š