This
latest is from our Down East Correspondent Shadrach Spencer
Last summah the Missus and me went up to visit the grandkids in Prince Edward
Island. The place is so small that you have to squint at the map in order to
see it.
It seems that one day at the local school two of the boys got a hold of
a couple of large straws and were tearing’ up little pieces of paper, chewing
them into little balls, and were shootin’ the spit balls at each other. I tell yuh;
Gaylord Perry got nothin’ on them two boys!
Well, the teachah, Wally Percell, got a little het
up and seized the two boys by the ears and hauled them right outta their seats,
and gave them a tongue lashin’ that woulda brought joy to the ears of John Mugsy
McGraw. Right in the middle of the tongue lashin’ the teachah Wally Percell looked over at the
world map on the wall and saw our grandson Chester a-starin’ at the map with
his nose pressed right up somewhere in the vicinity of Argentina.
Wally sez, “Why can’t you be like Chester; look at
him a-studyin’ the map.”
Now our grandson Chester, was mighty proud that his
teachah had noticed.
The teacher asked him, “What part of the world are
you a-studyin’ Chester?”
Chester replied, “I was lookin’ to see if I could
find Savage Harbour!”
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