Chosen? Noooooo!

 Genre: Humour/Humor

 

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

photo: © Barbara.W.Beacham

Chosen? Noooooo!

 

The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event, yes, they certainly did. it was the bi-yearly event that always sent waves of joy, and fear – (for good reason), – across all the land. It was indeed that time again, time for the second annual event, which people rejoiced in, (or plain dreaded), for the mating ritual of the holiest of holiest: The Sacred Pigeons.

Each of the 12 Tribe-Leaders eldest son’s had the unenviable task of potentially becoming the ‘Chosen’ one. They would all form a circle and the most revered Pigeon of them all  (the grey one) would fly high above their heads. The one it decided to crap on, was then, by rights, ‘Chosen’.

The Sacred Pigeon mating ritual is a symbol of abundance, good fortune, health and fertility. But to the ‘Chosen’ one, it’s none of these things. As the official mating overseer – (making sure it goes smoothly and having enough birdseed on hand for when the Pigeons took their break) – to him, this was nothing more than complete embarrassment, utter humiliation, plain bad luck and unequivocal misery. One thing he was sure of – he’ll never be the same again 😀

 

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I wrote this story a little while ago. Hopefully, it fits in well with today’s Daily Post Prompt ‘Farce’. If you Click Here you can visit The Daily Post and see what these Daily Prompts are all about as well as to have a read of other’s take on today’s prompt 🙂

(This was originally posted in 2014)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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32 thoughts on “Chosen? Noooooo!

  1. Madam, I am none other than Detective Tony Pastry of New Scotland Yard. My informant has told me that you are none other than the Red Herring, the notorious art thief. And my informant is very reliable: He recently sold me the Moon for £500 and a pint of mild. He’s very big in NASA, you know. He has also informed me that the Pink Panther films are not fictitious but are in fact a series of documentaries about a real Inspector Clouseau. Since then I have modelled my entire career on Clouseau’s achievements and it has not been easy, I can tell you. If you do not immediately hand yourself in at the nearest police station, I will have to come and put you under arrest.

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    1. Yes, indeed Detective, you got me….Consider this Red Herring ready to get fried: I’m handing myself in right NOW. I cannot compete to outwit the clone of the great Clouseau. I hang my head in awe (and shame) This Red Herrings day’s are done 😦 😦 😦

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