[Critique Group 2] reminder of subs due and my piece is below

[tuchyner5 at aol.com]

Hi Group 2,

Subs are due Thursday.

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12 10 19  UnusualEncoungters of the Strange Variety


 


I thought it was time to try to turn to humor. That is adifficult thing to do, so I hope the prompt will lend itself in thatdirection.  Remember, you fon’t have todo the assignment given.


 


I’ll simply give a few abbreviated  examples;


 


When I was about 17 years old, I was fishing off a sea wallin St. Petersburg Beach.  A pelican was sitting about 10 yards  away eyeing my catch.  So I held up a fish about a foot from stem to stern and offered it to him.  He didn’thesitate.  He walked  in a sideways, duck-waddle fashion andgrabbed it out of my proferring hand. I never knew pelicans had serrationsalong their long bills.  I guess they arethere to keep a slimy fish from wiggling and flopping his way  out of the bird’s bill. Consequently, my handended up slightly bloodied with long multiple scratches. Some gratitude.  He didn’t show the iota of remorse. 


 


A similar thing happened with a squirrel, who are the wiseguy clowns  of the wild kingdom, and theymake me laugh all the time. Again, the setting was St. Petersburg. The squirrel was looking downat me from the trunk of a tree outside a hospital, if my memory is corret. Helooked friendly, so I stuck my hand out to him. I don’t know why. Maybe I expectedhim to shake it. Instead he came down and bit a finger. I think he thought itwas a nut.  When he discovere it was not,he climbed away in disgust. Who could blame him.


 


I was visiting a theme zoo. I think it might have been LionCountry Saffarri in Hillsburg county near Tampa.  I was a rainy day, so I took an umbrella just in case.  
As I went by an enclosure housing one half grown elephant, he took a shining tomy umbrella. He wanted it So, he grabbed it. What ensued was a tug of warbetween a human and an elephant. Eventually I won, but the  umbrella was no longer an umbrella. It wasmore like a straage looking pretzel.  Ithink he just wanted to play. 


 


Once, when I was a pre-teen Mr. Struluwitz  who was a butcherdonw the street, would pay me a quarter to deliver a bloddy paper bag with  butchered products.  When I pressed the customer’s doorbell, shecame to the door bare chested. Well I was a shy,inexperienced  young boy, and to tis day I wasn’t sure whatwas happening so I just pretended there was nothing unusuall, handed her thepackage and left . I’m still perplexed abgout thjat one. 


 


Each of these stories could be embellished into  an elaborate production. Don’t worry if people don’t laugh.  The point is for you to get out of the boxand have some fun in the writing. You may be surprised  when trying to come up with tings like this,that there were many of them in yoiur life. 


 


I’ve got to go now. The neighbor is at the door. I think shetoo offense when Barny tried to eat here cat.
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