The Tiny Town of Hèrrre (standard:humor, 900 words)
Author: Robert G Moons	Added: Sep 16 2013	Views/Reads: 4779/1794	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A lost, young rabbit hops into a tiny town and asks an old turtle for directions.

A rabbit came hopping into a sleepy, little town. He was moving so fast
that he was leaving behind a big cloud of dust. Every time he hit the 
ground, a big puff of dust was formed. Now, although it looked like he 
was in a rush to get somewhere, he was, in truth, very lost. You might 
say he was going nowhere in a hurry. When he got to the town's 
crossroads, he spotted an old turtle leaning against a big rock by the 
side of the road. He decided to stop and ask for directions. 

The rabbit stopped right in front of the turtle. Following him was a big
cloud of dusty dirt. The rabbit could barely see the turtle because of 
all the dust. The turtle started coughing and rubbing his eyes. 

When the dust finally settled down, the rabbit could see the turtle's
face again. And he had this look on his face. It wasn't a friendly 
look; it was more like a stare with a frown look. “What do you think 
you're doing!” the turtle shouted. “Coming into our quiet town like 
that!” The turtle looked in the direction the rabbit came from.  “I 
don't see anyone chasing you.” 

“I'm just in a hurry,” said the rabbit. 

The turtle crossed his arms and shook his head. “I heard that before;
everybody's in a hurry to get somewhere. Some folks will even break the 
law to get where they're going. Just so they can save a few measly 
minutes. Now, young fella, do I look like I'm in a hurry?” 

The rabbit looked at the turtle and noticed a black spider spinning a
web between the turtles left leg and the rock. The spider looked up at 
the rabbit, smiled, and then continued working on its web. “I guess 
not,” said the rabbit. 

“That's right,” said the turtle. “Around our tiny town we like to take
things slower, think things through, and we like it. So, are you going 
to ask me something, or are you planning on running around some more, 
covering folks in dust?” 

“I'm lost,” said the rabbit. 

The turtle shook his head. “Were you in such a hurry that you didn't
even bother to look at a map?” 

“I guess so,” said the rabbit. 

“You guess?” replied the turtle. “You either did or you didn't.” 

“I didn't.” The rabbit looked down. 

“I thought so,” said the turtle. 

The rabbit looked around. “What's the name of this town?” 

The turtle gave him that same look as before. “Now listen, young fella,
I know your in this all-fired hurry and all, but I think you forgot a 
word.” The turtle waited for a reply. They just looked at each other 
for a moment. Even the spider stopped what he was doing and looked up. 

The turtle added, “I don't believe I can answer your question without
it....” 

The rabbit looked puzzled. 

“It starts with the letter ‘P',” the turtle hinted. 

The rabbit became even more puzzled. He looked up at the sky for
something that wasn't there. “Pencil... paint... party... panda... 
pizza?” 

The turtle put his hands on his hips and sighed. “It rhymes with knees.”


“Please!” replied the rabbit. “Could you please tell me the name of this
town?” 

“OK, that's better,” said the turtle. “Don't be afraid to use that word.
Folks will be more likely to help you, and like you. Puts people off 


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