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Positively Puzzling 7.22.98
Poochie's four year old daughter, Shentrell, and Shentrell's cousin, Erica, and her nine-year old uncle, Marqin, are
pestering me for a puzzle when I come home yesterday.

"I'll have to ask M," and when I do I agree with her that someone will have to be
with them or our dwindling supply of donated puzzles will be one less because
by act of God or just common carelessness the puzzle will be lost, stolen, or
destroyed, if two four-year olds and a nine-year old are not somewhat
supervised.

And neither M nor I are interested in heat of the day porch sitting.

And that is exactly what I eloquently explained to Erica, Shentrell, and
Marqin.

"So go get us one Mr. Jim," Erica said.

"I know you wouldn't lose it on purpose," I go on, gently and expertly.

"Which one you gonna bring out," Erica demanded to know.

"Yeah, bring the puzzle, Jim," Shentrell said.

"We won't lose it really, Mr. Jim," Marqin said.

And this goes on for awhile until they have me where they want me--broken,
unsure, and full of self-doubt, the three sisters of invention, so I relent,
crafting as I go.

"OK, I'll get one, but not one of the one's you really like, and if you all
three can play together nicely and not destroy the puzzle, then maybe on
another day I will let you play with a good one."

"Yea," they exclaimed.

And then, just for the hell of it, I give Marqin some explicit instructions,
and shut the door.

About an hour later the doorbell rings, and rings, and rings, some knocking,
and more ringing. "I'll get it," I said to myself.

I open the door and the three of them are stark raving mad with bubbling
enthusiasm.

"Here it is Mr. Jim, we didn't lose it, see," Marqin said to me with big teeth
smiling.

"Yeah, we thought we lose two pieces but we sittin' on 'em," Erica stammered.

"We sitting on 'em," Shentrell giggled.

"Erica was sittin' on one, and Shentrell sittin' on the other," Marqin
explained.

What a bunch of nerds, I thought.

"You are the greatest children in this whole world, and I am happy to know
you," I said.

Erica and Shentrell offer me kisses which I gladly accept, and thanking Marqin
I began shutting the door while pushing Shentrell's tiny hand from the jamb.

And tonite's play on Dumaine was as pure as this life will offer, but I don't
have the words for it.

- jimlouis 10-19-2002 7:15 pm [link] [add a comment]