Story Man

Today at work I pulled out a book that my friend Terry bought me for Christmas. It is full of cheesy ideas to get people to start writing. I actually like a lot of them though because I just never have the energy to come up with ideas. Here's one I took from the book:

You find a news article that grabs your attention and build upon it. I found this one on the NYT website. The title made me laugh so I thought I'd add a little to the story of a whale killing its trainer. (It's not a funny story because someone died. Don't think I'm evil).

The trainer's name was Dawn and the whale's nickname was Tilly. That should clear up the following:

"Ya, I got her. I got her real good. Still can't believe she didn't see it comin' though.

Who was she to pat my head, toss me a fish every now and again? I'm a WHALE. We don't need three fish a day. Back at home I used to chow down for hours before I was full.

Anyway, I warned her. Guess she don't speak my language. I don't speak hers neither but she always got the message across with that stupid noise machine around her neck.

"Tilly, jump through this. Tilly, carry me across the pool. Tilly, spin in circles."

Finally I had enough; it was time to show her my real potential. My jaws could crush a Volkswagen.

Shiny black skin musta made her think she was like me. She wasn't like me at all. So when she told me to pick her up with my nose, I did. Then I opened my mouth. Then I closed it real quick. It probly hurt real bad, but it was over soon enough. Not like me. I been sufferin' for years.

They call me a killer. Wouldn'ta done nothin' if they'd just left me alone. Took me away from my family, my friends, my food. Ought'a just leave a whale alone and there'd be no name calling. There'd be no killer. Dawn would'a gone home to her family again and I would'a done the same.

Still can't believe she didn't see it comin' though."

Let me know what you think.

This is what "Happy Feet" does to you. Makes humans evil.