PHOTOS MICHEL TSOURIS EXCEPT FOR DIVING PELICANS BY JIM BAHN
Day 113
Sat Nov 2 Zoe Can’t Stop Talkin
SYNCHRONIZED
SWIMMIN
Oh
boy, good mornin zoe, well well well. We made it to the big beach yesterday and
I tagged along for the ride. Anyways from the shore them two looked like little
pinheads bobbin in the water. However, just when we thought dana had come to
the end of family history month, dint she pop outta the water with another
story.
Mischa
had been talkin to her about the hammerhead shark a friend hooked yesterday.
And also she was tellin her about a school a sharks that was chasin an
unsuspectin little dolphin. In the words a the bask-kay forest ranger “I HATE
THE FOOD CHAIN!”
Right
in the middle of her shark tale, dana starts chatterin away. Then all a sudden
she shoots straight up into the air. In fact she came so far out we could see
her red sea slippers! (which she wears on accouta her delicate feet. She says
her naked feet have never touched any surface except for a carpet, a sock and a
bathtub!) Anyways a she’s flyin up outta the water and I hear her ask mischa
“Did I ever tell you about the time I studied synchronized swimming?”
Now
she delivered this with a perfectly straight face, and I don’t know why, but
the question made mischa bend in half and fall into the water.
“No,”
mischa said “I don’t believe you did, do tell!”
“Oh
yeah”, dana continues with her eyes turned up to the the sky as she was
collectin her memories, "just like esther williams!”
“Really?”
mischa says, not havin an iota of knowledge on ms williams, but actin like she
did so as not to look uninformed.
At
this point dana flops onto her back and starts swimmin in circles, bein real
extra dramatic with her arms as they make big O's in the air, her head’s
turnin from side to side and she keeps on chatterin about esther.
Then
she shouted, on accounta all the splashin water was gettin loud “and we use to
do scullin with our elbows so we could stay afloat.”
Now
from where I sat on the beach and I’m pretty sure from mischa’s point a view as
well dana was lookin alot like them chickens that use ta live at our house. But she kept on at it.
She started sendin one leg and then another into the air and then she would
sink so as we could not see her at all, and then rise right back up and start
with the legs all over again.
Just
then three pelicans flew by in tandem. Then they turned around and flew by
again, this time just inches from the water and the girls. Then they picked up
a buddy and turned back for a third pass, this time in v-formation and clearly
with fishin on their minds. This time they was way high up.
In
perfect unison they screeched to a halt, in mid flight, tucked their heads down
to view the water, and took a
theatrical
plunge into the water, those long beaks cuttin the channel direct to a fish.
They each emerged with a catch whose tail was hangin out from the edge of their massive head protrusions.
Simultaneously
dana and mischa pointed at the flock and said “now that’s synchronized swimmin!”
The
two a them swam back to shore like they was mirror images a each other, which I
guess they is, which I guess we all are.
Anyways...
Mischa
told me that she had to spend a lot a time in the water yesterday on accounta
that sty came back. She thinks its a message from
the heavens, sayin “hey lady, you aint seein things to clearly, better wash
that film off your eyes!”
“Film?”
I asked her
“Yeah,
like the negative movies we show ourselves, I think that’s the message I’m
suppose to be gettin. I think I need to change the reel and show myself a more
positive movie!”
“Oh”
I said “I see,” but truthfully I remain a little confused, and so, I’m gonna go
think on that. And thinkin requires some fuel, so....later.
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