09/06/2021
Hello everyone! 👋 Last week we brought back an old reliable activity : storytelling. Hope you'll be able to join us tomorrow night for English Corner on Zoom! Send us a message for the link.
T'was a dark and stormy night... ⛈️
Mrs. Robinson was all by herself. She was watching the evening news. As she did so, there was a knock at the door. Her dog 🐶 Barney barked. Mrs. Robinson lived far from the city, and wondered who it could be. She slowly rose from her chair, bones creaking as she stood. She heard a man's voice yelling her name. Barney, meanwhile, continued to yell at the man.
"Just a minute!" she called out. She was actually trying buy some time because she was scared.
The man replied, "It's your neighbor, Robin!" It did not sound like her neighbor Robin.
She said, "Robin is that really you?"
The man said, " No, no, I wanted to say your neighbor Robin is in danger!"
She gasped in surprise and hurried to the door. She opened it, and had no time to see the person's face. He was wearing a large rain jacket and was already turning to run up the hill. She grabbed her coat 🧥 from the rack and followed him. It was pouring rain and she could hardly see her way. The only way she could keep up was following the persistent barks of Barney. But then, after about a minute, the barks cut out with a sharp yelp.
She cried out, "Barney, Barney, where are you, come here!" The stranger was nowhere in sight, and without Barney she didn't know where to turn. She crumpled to the ground and began to cry.
Since she did not know the man's name, she yelled, "Sir, sir! Wait for me!" After a moment, through the tears and the rain, she saw the man's boots 🥾 standing in front of her. She looked up and finally got a good glimpse of his face. It was the murderer the police had been looking for for weeks. In his hands he was holding... Barney, gently petting him. In Barney's mouth, was a bone 🦴 dripping blood. Mrs. Robinson was paralyzed in fear.
The stranger knelt down, and said "don't worry, I had that bone in my pocket."
Mrs. Robinson was still worried. So she asked, "You said Robin was in danger. Where is Robin?"
The man stood back up, and said, "His house shouldn't be far now. He will be inside."
"OK, but what does he need help with?" she asked.
Something was going on, and she thought to herself, I shouldn't have followed this man.
"No use staying in the rain," the man muttered. "It's only a few more yards."
As the cold of the rain seeped through her clothes, she stood, hopeful at the thought of a warm house, safe from the rain. After a few steps, she saw a hand coming out of the ground. 🧟♂️ She jumped, but then shook her head remembering Robin's very strange taste in lawn decorations. She continued forward into the pool of light from the open front door. She heard a group of children ask a neighbor, "Trick or Treat?"
Of course, Mrs. Robinson thought. How could I have forgotten Halloween? Robin always gets stuck in his fake spiderwebs. 🕸 Now Mrs. Robinson was soaking wet, but relieved. The stranger chuckled. "Next time, you should actually give people treats when they come in costumes."
The End 🎃
