A Tragedy: Sentansensia
by: GeoX
age: 9
(The truth is, it's only a "tragedy" because I got bored with it and decided to cut it short by murdering the protagonist. The place names are all real: I had a Rand-McNally atlas and was not afraid to use it.)
A tragedy
Sentansanesia
Syen-fay sat restlessly beside the Kapuas River. This is worse than Thailand he thought. I always thought Borneo was filled with jungles and tropical rivers but this—Kazawa or whatever it’s called—is about as tropical as the Nmai. I wanna go back to Gawai.
Suddenly thunder sounded and Syen-fay’s mother called him. When he came she said “I’m taking a walk, you start the Odyssey. When she had left Syen threw the Odyssey into the fire. “May the same fate befall every epic” he said.
He went outside and jumped into the Kapuas for a swim.
Suddenly he was going down until he touched ground. In front of him there were three signs: nouns, pronouns, verbs, adjectives, and adverbs, and beside each one was a doorway.
Weird place he thought but went into verbs. Inside there were three signs: action verbs, linking verbs, and helping verbs. Syen chose helping. Inside it looked more like a corn field than anything else. Syen wished he had brought his book Parts of Speech (even though it was written espanol since he had brought it in Madrid).
Then he came to a windy woods, in the middle of which was a large river. Not wanting to sink again Syen threw a rock in and it floated very well. If it’ll hold a rock it’ll hold me Syen reasoned. But his reasoning was wrong. Why? The rock was microscopic!
His very last words were, “what the he—ugh bgue [last word illegible]!”
age: 9
(The truth is, it's only a "tragedy" because I got bored with it and decided to cut it short by murdering the protagonist. The place names are all real: I had a Rand-McNally atlas and was not afraid to use it.)
A tragedy
Sentansanesia
Syen-fay sat restlessly beside the Kapuas River. This is worse than Thailand he thought. I always thought Borneo was filled with jungles and tropical rivers but this—Kazawa or whatever it’s called—is about as tropical as the Nmai. I wanna go back to Gawai.
Suddenly thunder sounded and Syen-fay’s mother called him. When he came she said “I’m taking a walk, you start the Odyssey. When she had left Syen threw the Odyssey into the fire. “May the same fate befall every epic” he said.
He went outside and jumped into the Kapuas for a swim.
Suddenly he was going down until he touched ground. In front of him there were three signs: nouns, pronouns, verbs, adjectives, and adverbs, and beside each one was a doorway.
Weird place he thought but went into verbs. Inside there were three signs: action verbs, linking verbs, and helping verbs. Syen chose helping. Inside it looked more like a corn field than anything else. Syen wished he had brought his book Parts of Speech (even though it was written espanol since he had brought it in Madrid).
Then he came to a windy woods, in the middle of which was a large river. Not wanting to sink again Syen threw a rock in and it floated very well. If it’ll hold a rock it’ll hold me Syen reasoned. But his reasoning was wrong. Why? The rock was microscopic!
His very last words were, “what the he—ugh bgue [last word illegible]!”
Labels: Tales of Long Ago
posted by GeoX, one of the GeoX boys. at 11:44 PM
I chortled at, "May the same fate befall every epic." I take it you did not enjoy reading Greek verse at such a tender young age?
SK
I'm not quite sure where that came from, actually. I hadn't read the poems themselves at the time, but I certainly knew the stories and was enchanted by all kinds of mythology. I think it would be a mistake to identify ol' Syen-fay too closely with his creator.