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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Prologue: For whoever think story telling is that easy, Would properly from this hilarious incident, scene or whatever you might call it, would know is not. ***************** Just some couple of months ago, I was invited by a friend who knows me too well, back then in school as a funny guy and story teller and so he taught this night, that his grand pa (who is a famous story teller of his village) had fall sick, I would be in a better position to cover up for his father's so called responsibility to his people. "For he (my friend's father, Williams) is a good story teller. But what about me who has never faced the ample crowd with my 'cripple' tale unless sharing it with friends?" I mumbled. In the middle of this enigma, my friend, John called me to the hot seat to tell my tale to the unbearable crowd of adolescence. "God why am I here this day... But it shouldn't have been this day" I retorted. The barbarian noise from the seats infront of me showed that truly I was in the middle of something and not lost... "Uncle tell us a story!... Brother tell us a story!" the crowd shouted. This day, I needed a free moment but they couldn't let me be. "Once upon a time" they heard me said and they all resited. " I am sorry, I am sorry let me restart it all over again". Now in old man's voice, I told my tale before them: "Once upon a time, In our mothers' womb, when she Ate, we ate. Goodnight!" They all cannot but burst to laughter while I stood and walked to the room with my shame. ***************** Anything after good night means nothing more till the next day. Maybe I escaped the night by dissatisfying the emotions of those children, in that scene, what about my friend? "Have I not brought shame to John's family? Did I do the right thing that full moon night?". My heart beats! ***************** Epilogue: Not even do the audience remember or care to ask me: (In kid's voice) "What if my mother do not eat while in my pregnancy, what will happen to her?" or probably care to tell me: (Back to old man's voice) "What lesson they have derived from the tale before their departure... Oh! No sorry, my bashful departure from their sight." Note: The tale: "Once upon....Goodnight!" is a Haiku form of poetry.
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