Tuesday, 20 January 2009
... yes, he just wanted their approval, but the saddest thing ...
the saddest thing was this; they were both deaf as two posts and his
wonderful songs could not be heard. Not by them. Not by anyone
within what would normally be considered 'earshot'.
Pinkly tried, day after day, but whenever they DID notice him, his
parents just smiled lovingly and patted him on the top of his tiny head.
He played and played on his tiny pianisimo miniotica.
Until one day his parents sent him away.
Not being able to hear his music, they just assumed he was a little
pink mentalist and had him sent to the loony bin.
The bars, of course, could not hold Pinkly. He may have been small,
but was as strong as FOUR tiny men. This however is not how he
escaped. The bars are just far too big and widely set to hold such a
small person. During his escape Pinkly tried busking in Rocklebridge,
the nearest big town he knew.
The realisation hit him only halfway through his second song ...
The entire town was deaf.
For this was the harsh reality; Pinkly was the only 'person of hearing'
in the entire STATE. The clue was right there in it's name.
The grand state of Deafonoby, just there between Earshot and Karl.
Pinkly got a job in a local green grocers, helping to clean the fruit
and veg. His area of specialisation was the tiny tomatoes.
They became known as Pinklies.
It didn't bring him any joy, however, as all he wanted to do was play
his p'ninano and sing his heart breakingly beautiful songs.
At the end of each month, pay packet dragged in a miniature barrow,
he would travel on the bus back home to Muttontown to visit with
They had long since apologised for sending him up to Maddleton
Crazy Institute ... and the three had made their peace.
One day, just before Pinkly turned 21, his parents told him something.
They shouted "WE LOVE YOU SON BUT WE'RE DEAF YOU SEE."
He wrote on a piece of paper that he had already figured that out.
Then, one month later, when it was his birthday, they told him
"WE LOVE YOU SON, BUT YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY LITTLE'N IN THE
FAMILY. YOU'VE GOT AN UNCLE. HE LIVES IN SOUTH UMPTEEN."
So that's it, that's when the boy decided it was time to make his mark.
Time to cast a shadow on this town, this State, and seek his fate.
He left on a Tuesday and his shadow was indeed long.
-End of Part one-