Monday, June 20, 2011
Bicycle, parked. At the park
Seems logical seen that way.
On walk this afternoon unexpected comic relief: a group of teenage boys kicking a bunch of soccer balls around on the field, one gives a mighty swipe, ball sails, lands in pin oak, stays there.
Boys gather round with a second ball, toss it up to dislodge the first ball. Second ball settled right in beside the first one. Stays there.
Frantic search for a third ball. Toss that up, one ball rolls about a bit, third ball returns, others do not.
I took pity on them and left at that point, not wishing to dent their pride even further by watching the train wreck. As I left I could hear them you got to CLIMB it then, you did it! climb it how, branches are fifteen feet off the ground? get a long pole. Where? and so on.
I didn't even take their picture, because I'm a nice person. And because there were five of them and one of me..
I wonder if they ended up tossing the bicycle up to dislodge the soccer balls, and then tossing one of their number up to dislodge the bicycle.