Friday, 3 May 2013

Time Flies

One morning when Olivia was still half asleep, she heard her Grandma talking to her Grandpa all about things that fly. At least she thought that was what they were talking about because the last thing she heard her Grandpa say was…
“…It’s funny how time flies.”
Then Grandpa headed out the door hollerin’ and laughin’ to himself, so hard that he was sneezing all the way down the path.
“Serves the old goat right,” said Grandma.
“It sure does,” said Olivia without any real idea what she was talking about.

Olivia had made a note to herself that when she got to school she’d ask her teacher about Time and why it flew about the place. However she didn’t reckon on meeting with Smiling Joe, first. This was the boy who knew everything about everything and all the rest there was to know.
“Can I walk with you to school, Missy?” Asked Joe.
“Sure,” said Olivia, who secretly liked Joe. “What cha been doing?”
“Down the creek, Missy, trying to catch me a big old fella’ by the name of Captain.”
As well as knowing everything about everything, Joe was also the best fisherman this side of the Hill. Well, that was according to Joe, at least.
Olivia looked around but couldn’t see any fish.
“Heck, I’m savin’ catchin’ the Captain for another day.” Then Joe whistled a little tune that Olivia liked and they walked on to school together.

“Joe, can I ask you a question?” Asked Olivia.
“If I don’t know the answer then it ain’t worth knowing,” said Joe, kinda confidently.
So Olivia asked him if Time really did fly and Joe told her that it surely did and if you sat on the Old Creek Road, the one that led out of town……
“….And were real patient, then eventually you’d see Time flying passed you real fast.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that.” 

Olivia was pleased with that answer and started to whistle Joe’s little tune as they walked on to school together.The end of the week couldn’t come fast enough for Olivia and so, on Saturday around lunchtime, she headed down to the Old Creek Road and sat down and waited on Time flying passed her.

An hour passed, except it seemed like forever to Olivia - when suddenly Herbert, the dog from Asker’s Farm, came wandering along the road.
“What cha doing?” Asked Herbert.
“Ain’t it obvious, I’m waiting on Time flying passed,” said a very important Olivia.
“You are? It does?” Asked a bewildered Herbert. “Then mind if I wait too?”
“Don’t mind if you do,” said Olivia.
So Herbert sat beside Olivia, really excited about the arrival of Time.

While they were waiting, Herbert and Olivia talked about this and that, for Olivia knew a lot about this and that. They were having a real good time when Scrimpy The Ass, from the next town over, also happened to be walking passed.
“What cha doing?” Asked Scrimpy The Ass.
“Why we’re waiting on Time flying passed.”
“Well I never,” exclaimed Scrimpy. “Mind if I join you guys?”
And both Olivia and Herbert said they’d be delighted if Scrimpy joined them. So Scrimpy sat down and waited.

The whole time the three of them were talking about this and that, since it seemed Scrimpy was quite knowledgeable about this and that as well.
The afternoon grew old and it was time to go home, and since Olivia had had such a great time with her new pals, Herbert and Scrimpy, she’d forgotten about waiting for Time to fly.
“Perhaps we can do this again next Saturday?” Asked Herbert.
And they all agreed that it sounded like a great plan and so that is what they did. 

bobby stevenson 2013 

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