We’d just gotten out of a physics lecture in Hahn and
decided we’d hop on a bus real quick and pick up some picnic materials. I bought some bread and other sandwich
supplies while my friends picked up some chips and yogurt cups. We brought our purchases to the duck pond and
searched briefly for a suitable spot for our luncheon. After carefully (or not) traversing the
minefield of duck poop, we settled down at a table and hastily made up some
sandwiches. We ate our lunch and worked
on some physics problems up until I suddenly realized I had to leave to get to
a test. My friends said they’d clean up
and that I should run out of there quickly, so I packed up and nearly sprinted
to the classroom.
It was a sunny day like any other for me, nothing
special. I watch people jog by with their
dogs and friends and of course there’s the ever-present ducks. It’s been pretty cold recently, so I haven’t
had much work to do. I had a little bit
of hope when a group of guys came by in the afternoon to hang out at the tables
for a while. I noticed they had a
few things I could use, but I could only wait and see if they were willing to
share. I remained patient, as I always
am, and finally the time came for them to leave. One of them got up and ran away quickly, but
didn't bring me any gifts. After
a short wait, the remaining two fist-bumped each other good bye and another one
of them departed, taking with him several items I was keen on receiving. He left them in the area nearby, just out of
my grasp. At long last, the final patron
began approaching me with two items in his hand. I didn't say a word; I only laid in
anticipation for what may finally be mine.
After what seemed an eternity, he relinquished two containers into my
possession. The day was then
satisfactory to me; I had filled my purpose.
Today was one of those days where I have to consider whether
this is a good neighborhood to live in and start my family. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a big place with
plenty of clean, running water and the neighbors don’t ever really bother
me. However, sometimes we get outsiders
that visit the area, and some of them only spell trouble for me. Just today, there were a few of them filling
their faces over by some big tables. I
was fine with that, as long as they’re over there and I’m over here. However, when they started leaving, one of
them just threw their mess right into our lawns! It blew around in the wind and some of it
landed in our water, the same water we try to raise families in. I was feeling really bad about the situation
until a new visitor happened to come by and help take away the mess that I certainly
could not move on my own. I think that as
long as there is a balance of visitors like that with the others, I may be able
to stick it out here.
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