The Ouch heard around the world

He loves to cook. Julius is my spontaneous exchange student. He is determined to live every moment to its fullest. I have come home and found him climbing trees, where he has gotten stuck and had to be retrieved, sliding down banisters, walking three miles to a skateboard park to get some exercise which is pretty good since he doesn’t skateboard. So it was no surprise when he started baking cookies. Everyday he would work to perfect his chocolate chip cookie recipe, (and yes he cleans up after he is done).
Then late last week I heard him talking in the kitchen. I knew no one was home so I went to see what was happening. There he stood making cookies with the computer propped on the counter as he mixed away he was skyping with his dad. Now Julius's dad happens to be a chef at his own restaurant and since they were skyping he was watching his son cook. Awed by modern technology and the ability to do this I left the room so as not to disturb the private moment. I was barely into the family room when a blood-curdling shriek was heard. I rushed back to find Julius nursing burnt fingers. His dad was there asking if he was OK.
After a moment Julius shrugged and went back to his work but not before I asked what happened. "I picked up a hot cookie sheet, my dad saw it and tried to warn me."


I looked at him and said I guess that was the loudest scream ever, Julius cocked his head like a quizzical puppy, "your dad heard it in Hamburg>"