Bass-Players – End the Hassle of Auditions!
– by Traktor Topaz
When I was in third grade, there was this one kid who had hardly any friends. He was a grade younger, so I didn’t know him well, but at recess he was generally puttering around by himself.
He seemed sad. And one morning in a frenzy of good-will I struck up a conversation even though he was in a grade lower than me and my pals.
He seemed happy to talk, and soon was telling me about this and that and what he did and stuff he had. I guess he was impressing me because I was older. He said he had a telescope.
“Really?” I asked. He nodded vigorously.
“Yes!” he said, “At night you can see the moon real clear, and during the day it makes things look like they’re right there.”
I had never seen a telescope. I was hooked.
“Could I come see it?” And his face brightened up.
And then his expression grew wistful.
“Well …” he said, “you can … but …”
But what?
THE GOOSE
“We have a goose,” he said.