UKArchive ID: 36333Lucky Little Boy by harry
Originally published on March 14, 2016 in Faction

I saw a little boy with a Kindle. He was sitting on the steps of a Library.

Lucky Little Boy

Harry Buschman

And look, here is a white stone! And it is criss-crossed with strange wandering lines. If it were not the color of bone it might be mistaken for the brain of an adult or a piece of precious West Indian coral.

And look, here is a sword, a magnificent sword with a golden hilt and crowned with the emblem of the King! Whomever can draw the sword from the stone will be the rightful King of England. He will be called Arthur and he will have a wonderful and peaceful court with virtuous ladies and brave knights and they will live in your memory forever.

And here you will find sailing ships with black flags that prowl the seas for gold. You will read of bloodthirsty pirates with wooden legs who bury their stolen treasure in the sands that ring the coves of tiny undiscovered islands in the far Pacific.

And here you will read the diary of a shipwrecked sailor on a desert island and the man he discovers on a certain Friday afternoon, and how they live as gentleman in the wilderness.

And here you will read the story of a man who builds a machine that travels to the future and finds it to be far less attractive than the pleasant life he left behind him.

And there will be a little girl named Alice who finds herself in a strange country inside the mirror in her bedroom. She finds her way through a country where everything is spelled backwards and everyone plays croquet in the afternoon.

And all these things are here stacked on shelves in your bedroom, little boy. You will never be alone.

© harry (harry on OLD UKA)
UKArchive ID: 36333
Archived comments for Lucky Little Boy
Mikeverdi on 14-03-2016
Lucky Little Boy
I also had Zane Grey 😊 I read all of these Harry, and more beside, and you're right...I was never alone. Now I have you.

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sweetwater on 15-03-2016
Lucky Little Boy
I have always loved books, and refuse to get rid of any, no mater how long I have had them, one of my favourites is 'A Thatched Roof' by Beverley Nichols. There is no substitute for imagination generated by the written word in a real book. Computer screens with all their interactive stuff just ruin the fun. I loved the images and stories you conjured up in this piece. Sue.

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