Homework
"I do not want anyone to step inside the white circle, or to touch the rope that hold the folk, never." "I do not want to play a foolish game." said Anvol.
"All right." I said, "But play just one game of prisoner's circle with me first. Get in the circle, shut your eyes and begin to count".
"Oh, all right." Anvol agreed weakly. "One, two, three"
"Get right in the middle of the circle." I told him "and count slowly so I can hide."
Anvol counted slower. "Four, five, Six...."
I looked at him once again and then climb up to the floor above where the rope was tied. I pulled on the rope with all my power. The folk dropped with a whizzing sound and Anvol must felt sth was wrong, because he jump out of the way in time. The heavy folk buried its sharp point deep in the barn floor.
For a moment, Anvol stood very still. He turned around and saw the shining still folk. His face turned a light green color. The muscle in his leg moved up and down. After a few quiet moment of surprise wonder, he reached into his shirt and pulled out my apples one by one. He dropped them on the barn floor.
"You can have your smelly old apples" he said,"You try to kill me for a few smelly apples. You old man own everything around here. I haven't got a thing of my own. Go head and keep your own apples."
He get to his feet and slowly walk down the barn door.I had not moved or said one word. A moment later, I ran and pick the apples from the floor.
"Anvol, Anvol", he continued walking across the field. I shouted louder. "Wait, you could have the apples."
Anvol climb the fence and did not look back. He walked toward the store down the road. Three birds flew out of the barn door squeaking and squaking. Now only the grey steel fork was left. There was alone shining accusing me in the silence and emptiness of the barn. |