Saying for the Day:If your dreams turn to dust....vacuum.--Unknown
It’s time for another elf tale.
Once upon a time when there was no TV only radio there came into the world a child named Donald. He was the first and only child of Dr.. and Mrs. Gogetum and was born when they had given up on having children at all. His was a difficult birth and several times he almost died. Some of those who worked at the hospital said it was the love of his parents alone that kept him alive.
As a child Donald had many health problems and lacked both strength and coordination.
He could not ride a bicycle. He could not win a race. He never won at wrestling in gym. He couldn’t hit a target with a shotgun. All the other kids picked on him. They called him Dilly Donald. But even as his body proved less than one would desire Donald’s mind was far sharper than any of his classmates. He was a straight A student.
Because he was the way he was he spent a lot of time listening to the radio. He really liked police shows. Those were the days when all cops were good. When the police always won. When crime didn’t pay. Not like today’s television. There were no anti-heroes. You never found yourself cheering for the bad guy. Those were the good all days.
Early on Donald decided he wanted to be a cop. This was a totally unrealistic desire.
He couldn’t run to chase crooks, he couldn’t fight, and he couldn’t shoot.
Nevertheless when he was old enough he applied for entrance at the Police Academy. He failed the entrance exam. He fell down during his run around the track and he missed the target altogether in the shooting test.
So he went to college to become a lawyer. But in his heart of hearts he still wanted to be a cop. He graduated from law school at the top of his class and wrote one of the best bar exams ever. He was a very good lawyer.
He did a lot of pro bono work because he cared about the poor and the needy and wanted them to have justice as well. He was fairly happy as a lawyer but he really wanted to be a cop.
One day, just after he finished a very difficult case where he had proven that a poor boy was innocent and kept him out of jail, he was sitting in his office when a little man in a Green Suit appeared. The man explained that he was an elf and because of his many good deeds he was giving him a wish.
Without thinking Donald said “ I wish I was the greatest cop ever”
The elf said” as you have wished so shall it be”. There was a flash of lightning and Donald found himself as the new Police Chief in one of America’s largest cities. He was if you will the top cop. Well Donald settled right in. He got the salaries of the police raised to a decent level, he rooted out the corrupt cops, and he put pride back in the force.
His first year murders were down thirty percent and crime in general fifteen. He instigated community programs for the youth, cracked down on drug dealers, and cut down on gang activity. The next year crime was down fifty per cent and murders seventy five. He was doing such a good job that he was made Time’s Man of The Year and you may have seen his picture on the cover.
Now you might think that this is a wish that worked and you would be half right. It worked for the city but not for Donald. Donald was still unhappy because this was not being a cop. He wanted to chase crooks. He wanted to catch them like those old time radio shows. He didn’t want to sit behind a desk and plan. He really didn’t.
So one day he joined his men on a major drug bust. He ended up in a shoot out with one of the drug dealers. He fired every bullet in the gun and missed every time. The dealer’s shot hit him in the neck and he was paralyzed from the neck down. Now he is in a nursing home where people feed and take care of him.
But he was the greatest Cop ever.
#### News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal. Petrovich , who has scanned though the driblets in Coptic remembered seeing this one and has now translated it into English. It might apply.
It is dark. So very dark.
It is cold. Very cold.
There is fire in the sky. Lots of fire.
It scares me. They are like creatures of the book.
They fly away.
I see the creature again
Dark, dark is this place. Cold, cold.
Lonely is the creature.
Waiting and waiting.
Crying from the very dark. Little sparks.
The lowliness is gone. Joy in the air.
Who would extinguish the sparks
Anger, I feel anger.
Town will burn
Stop ! Stop! Stop!
Protect the beast.
Save the town.
It can be saved.
You can stop it.
I am screaming.
I awaken. I must warn the town.
But where is it?
It can be saved.
Save the beast. Save the town.
Today's link:-The Molly Baun Chronicles- Truth about or in a quilt
We have been without internet since two o'clock this afternoon until now. So I did no blog visiting. In the morning we weighed all the eBay track and got the eBay things out and on. Betty went shopping. After lunch we both went out . we went to Stein's and Best Buy. When we came home we still had nop internet and we couldn't call the company because our phone service was through the same connection so we had no phone. I watched television. Now I need a breathing treatment.
Picture from shopping.