6. KIDNAPING OF FYFY THE PIG

The next day was Monday. And it was a real “shoemaker’s Monday”, when nothing goes as planned.

After school, Reni had a quick lunchat home and ran to Mrs. Susy to take Fyfy the pig to the park by the swan pond.

When she  enterned the apartament, she found Mrs. Susy shouted : Our Fyfy is gone !

Someone snatched Fyfy from me in front of the store. We went shopping together and I tied her to the dogs rails. When I left  store, our pig was gone !

I called my Peter to the police because he’s  there in investigative  departament. I’m waiting for him to come here and tell me what could have happened.

After a short time, Elon cameto Mrs. Susy with his dog Trolly, worried why Reni and Fyfy was not waiting by the swan pond. Everyone was woried and wondering what had happened to Fyfy. Trolly barked pitifully, Reni was crying.

Then came Mrs. Susy’s son, Peter. He already knew whad had happened. People saw that the pig was walking contenedly with a gentelman in black hat. A lady asked Fyfy where she was going an the pig  said she was goig to enroll in an animal school. Then pig got into red car with the gentelman and they drove somewhere. There was a sign on the car that said “Circus”.

And then  Mrs. Susy shouted : I know who it was. Peter, your crazy father. He was thev one who kidnaped our pig. He’s circus director. Look for the circus. You will know your father !

And then Mr. Peter got up from his chair and sais: I’ve got together fast. I sent a cousin of my friends to this circus that had come just to ur city. I’ve got to do something to make sure they don’t bother my dad.

And Mr. Peter hurried out of the house. Mrs.Susy lamented: I taugh Fyfy not to talk to strangers and not to take sweets or toys from them.

It’s calles kidnaping, kidnaping of children. I,ve read about it. – Elon said.

Mrs. Susy explained that once she had husband a circus director, where she  also performed dancing on horsebac. While Peter was in her belly, Mrs. Susy ran away from the circus because her husband was angry that she wouldn’t dance on horses anymore.

Mrs. Susy said : I was afraid that something might happen to child when I tripped of oblong and  fall ,and child in my stomach will hurt. I ran away and wen to  live in this city.

After a hour, Mr. Peter came into apartament with Fyfy.  Everyone jumped  for joy and hugged our pig. They asked : You were in circus, how was it ?

Fyfy told what had happened : This gentelmen came up to me  and gave me a cookie. He said he was Mrs. Susy;s brother and   the headmaster of animal school. He said that I are already  big and he wan to enrol me in his school. He will give me a backpack, books and notebooks. So I went with him to his car. In car he gave me something to drink and I feel asleep right away,

When I woke up,I saw that I are locked in a cage, ans started crying terribly, There was a monkey in the cage next to me and aeplained to me where are. She said  this gentelman is director of the circus. He doesn’t  teach children in school , but trains  animals  to perform in circus. I don’t want to be trained, I want to learn to read, write and count. I hate cages. I’ve been ina cage at an animal shelter before. That gentelman deceived me !

Fyfy cried, Reni and Trolly were crying too. Children decided : We hate this. We will free the animals from their cages, just like we did at animal shelter !

But Mrs. Susy categorical forbade them. She explained : In the circus of this criminal there are large animals, elephant, lion, two tigers, three bears. Such animals are not released into the wild right away. They are taken to an asylum where they slowly be taught how to live in wild. And first you have to buy such animals from the circus, otherwise it would be theft. They are owned by the circus.

It was late and the children had to go back to their homes. They said goodbye to Fyfy and Mrs. Susy,

Reni crying returned all to her parents.

Elon with Trolly also went to house.

Mrs. Susy  let Fyfy sleep in her apartament tonight. She locked the apartament and went to feed her goats.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Regina Obergard’s poetry is a fierce testament to the divine spark within each of us.

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