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.
bobby stevenson 2013
thoughtcontrol ltd
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