The mongoose and the charmer sit down to determine the content of the first shipment of tools to be sent to the sight. The pile was messy and disorganized. The charmer, distracted by the onlookers gathering, began to entertain them with the tricks he had taught his pet turtle dove and Cobra. He brought them out, one at a time, lest they should tangle with each other and both perish. Meanwhile, the mongoose, sorted through the tools, selected the ones that were most sure to harm the workers, setting them aside. He placed them in a box, notifying the charmer of their disuse. The charmer, indignant, cried, “What! Do you not trust my building crew? Why do you fear these?”
It is simply better not to use them for this project responded the Mongoose. I fear not, we simply have too many curious onlookers to risk their use. The charmer fed his cobra a rat and put it back into its birdcage. He stroked the turtledove and put it back into its cage. The two he hung on either end of a long stick balanced across his shoulders. He set off for the construction site.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
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