Friday, August 29, 2008
Traumedy
2:15 pm, Partly cloudy with a high of 25 degrees. The grass hung ominously like scythes.
2:17 pm, A teenage boy decides to experiment with taking a life. The frog soars above the jagged rocks.
Meanwhile in Frogland...
2:15 pm A frog prays: Dear God, I have been a good frog, and lived a long happy frog life, and for that I am grateful. Content with what I've been given, I've never asked for anything for myself. This one time, here on this rock, I am stuck, an old immobile frog. If the universe could be arranged to allow it, please let me jump again, one last time, like I used to. When I was young I could jump as high as the clouds. Amen.
2:17 pm
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When I was in grade three, our class was very fortunate to get to visit a printing studio. We made up a story, one of those ones where you all sit in a circle and take turns continuing from the person beside you. Then we all drew out our pages and ended up with a printed book! I still have my copy.
Our story was called "The Indigestible Frog". It was about a frog who escaped from being eaten by a shark. Some of the girls wrote about him putting on his swimsuit, and taking a walk in the woods.
My page read: "Then a spaceship landed and the martians ate him."
Somehow, he still got to be called the Indigestible Frog.
You know what, my memory is failing me. My page read: "Then the spaceship landed and martians used him as a specimen from Earth." The NEXT kid's page (also a boy) read: "Then they ate him up."
Awesome!!!! (sorry i know this constitutes yelling, but i'm italian so we yell when we like stuff).
this is awesome: i love the story and the prints (d. macri did you make these?)
sky, what a great memory.
you should post your page...
I did make them, THANKS!!
(also Italian)
Wicked, poor little guy.
nice work D.
i guess the frog sort of got to go out in a final blaze of glory, at least.
yes, his little green prayer was answered.
sweeet
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