When Ducks didn’t fly. And people couldn’t walk on water.
Oh how I remember that, My feet and shoes were always wet from trying to water walk. My Tennis shoes were nothing more than strings and rotting away. Don’t know how many time I was told that I couldn’t walk on water. But as it was said, “If at first you don’t succeed, try-try again.”
I spoke with a Duck, and she said it couldn’t be done, so I ask, how was it that she could float on the water, unlike the others that always sank? The duck said: Her feathers had oil in them and the water wouldn’t penetrate the feathers, so that is the reason why. So I got to thinking, maybe I needed oil on my feet, so I tried every kind of oil I could find, nothing worked. A frog on a Lilly pad said: it was a weight related problem, so I used a number of balloons to hold me up and make me lighter. Again, No Luck!
One day I was watering the lawn and the side walk got wet and with the top being water, one could walk on it. So I figured out that was how people were walking on water where there was something solid just under the surface, that no one could see. So, with that problem solved, I moved on to why people couldn’t fly.
There were thousands and thousands of birds flying around and birds were flying, long before man came on to the seine, I think. Some of them birds were larger that a man and they could pick up a man and fly away by holding on to the man.
Oh how I remember that, My feet and shoes were always wet from trying to water walk. My Tennis shoes were nothing more than strings and rotting away. Don’t know how many time I was told that I couldn’t walk on water. But as it was said, “If at first you don’t succeed, try-try again.”
I spoke with a Duck, and she said it couldn’t be done, so I ask, how was it that she could float on the water, unlike the others that always sank? The duck said: Her feathers had oil in them and the water wouldn’t penetrate the feathers, so that is the reason why. So I got to thinking, maybe I needed oil on my feet, so I tried every kind of oil I could find, nothing worked. A frog on a Lilly pad said: it was a weight related problem, so I used a number of balloons to hold me up and make me lighter. Again, No Luck!
One day I was watering the lawn and the side walk got wet and with the top being water, one could walk on it. So I figured out that was how people were walking on water where there was something solid just under the surface, that no one could see. So, with that problem solved, I moved on to why people couldn’t fly.
There were thousands and thousands of birds flying around and birds were flying, long before man came on to the seine, I think. Some of them birds were larger that a man and they could pick up a man and fly away by holding on to the man.
“You should know, those birds always selected the female, over the male, as they were lighter” but they did scream a lot more while in flight. These big birds were called, “Tera-a-doc-toles,” or something close to that.
Women didn’t last long, high up in those nests. They were always falling over the edge of the nest and into the river below. If there wasn’t a river there, than it was just a big splatter on some rocks.
That was about the time when a couple of brothers that made bicycles, were out flying a kite for fun and relaxation. They built one that was large enough to lift one of them up off the ground, and they knew they were on to something big. The KittyHawk flying service was started at that time. They had their ups and downs, but they were successful in the end.
I went to a book store and found a book that told me, that men have been trying to fly since the beginning. With so many people learning to fly, a doctor opened a new practice of setting bones and this became a lucrative business. Soon after, there were thousands and thousands of bone setting doctors and a never ending supply of people that wanted to fly.
At first the brothers hauled freight and US mail. Then came the joy rides at air fairs. More people wanted to learn to fly and training stations were started. Airplanes became larger as more people were flying. The lines at airports got longer and longer and the price of a ticket went sky high. Banks opened offices at Air Ports, so a person could get a loan to pay for their tickets. Then scanners came into view, so guards could look under your clothing and people were saying, not me, you don’t !
I gave up on learning how to fly and got myself a wheelchair with a motor. Now I just stay at home, eat, sleep and act funny. I found that we all belonged to a very large club with no dues to be paid. The ATV has a special rate for people over sixty five that do not subscribe ARC or the AMA and you get to keep all the young girls you can catch. Advice is given freely and all donations are accepted without question.
If you have a computer and connect to the internet, you should go to a blog page and find a listing of all the harmonious stories I write. Enjoy them and make a comment. If you are illiterate have someone read them to you. And don’t forget to tell all your friends about my Blog Page at: http://benrbauer.blogspot.com
Thanks, the check is in the mail…Any check held for more than one half day, will be voided. ………………………
Next time you need to move faster!
April 21, 2012
By: Ben R.
Women didn’t last long, high up in those nests. They were always falling over the edge of the nest and into the river below. If there wasn’t a river there, than it was just a big splatter on some rocks.
That was about the time when a couple of brothers that made bicycles, were out flying a kite for fun and relaxation. They built one that was large enough to lift one of them up off the ground, and they knew they were on to something big. The KittyHawk flying service was started at that time. They had their ups and downs, but they were successful in the end.
I went to a book store and found a book that told me, that men have been trying to fly since the beginning. With so many people learning to fly, a doctor opened a new practice of setting bones and this became a lucrative business. Soon after, there were thousands and thousands of bone setting doctors and a never ending supply of people that wanted to fly.
At first the brothers hauled freight and US mail. Then came the joy rides at air fairs. More people wanted to learn to fly and training stations were started. Airplanes became larger as more people were flying. The lines at airports got longer and longer and the price of a ticket went sky high. Banks opened offices at Air Ports, so a person could get a loan to pay for their tickets. Then scanners came into view, so guards could look under your clothing and people were saying, not me, you don’t !
I gave up on learning how to fly and got myself a wheelchair with a motor. Now I just stay at home, eat, sleep and act funny. I found that we all belonged to a very large club with no dues to be paid. The ATV has a special rate for people over sixty five that do not subscribe ARC or the AMA and you get to keep all the young girls you can catch. Advice is given freely and all donations are accepted without question.
If you have a computer and connect to the internet, you should go to a blog page and find a listing of all the harmonious stories I write. Enjoy them and make a comment. If you are illiterate have someone read them to you. And don’t forget to tell all your friends about my Blog Page at: http://benrbauer.blogspot.com
Thanks, the check is in the mail…Any check held for more than one half day, will be voided. ………………………
Next time you need to move faster!
April 21, 2012
By: Ben R.
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