The Military Mishap
By: NewKid96
"Randy, Randy!" someone yelped.
"What is it?" my dad answered calmly. I was some time in the 1980's Saudi Arabia, first Gulf War, and sort of dark out. "Look out the window"! My father automatically knew it was his friend Lt. Baker. Then he looked out the window, a green glow instantly caught his eye. He waited till the next morning to tell (I don't know his name so I'm just gonna call him Commander Freddy) about the glow.
The next morning he told Commander "Freddy" about the glow. "Freddy" replied sayinng, "We know about the glow, turns out it was the light form the lanterns those native campers were using."
"Campers?" my dad said.
"Yes, campers," he replied.
My dad and Commander Freddy went out to see the tents at a bad time. There was a sand storm and my dad could taste the grit. The commander was mumbling something under his breath, but my dad could not make out what he was saying.
As my dad got closer, his hand slowly reached down to his pistol. When they were about ten feet away, his postol was loaded and in his hand. He had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. He cold see nothing but two dark figures.
One of them spoke English and told my dad a comment, "I like your boots, he said.
The commander started shouting excitedly, "Get out!" he said. We can't take off 'cus' your on our runway!" My dad tried to calm him down, but it didn't work. "We've got guns, big guns!" he screeched.
After a couple more shouts, they left commander and my dad. Every day my dad kept a very close eye on those two campers. The soldier never really bothered those campers again, knowing they might be spies or something. But the soldiers could never spy on them because they were always speaking their native tongue.
After a couple of days, the campers left, and the soldiers could finally take off. But my dad could never find that missing pair of boots.
I think this story has a sort of moral. The moral is that sometimes the best thing to do is nothing. But don't just do nothing. THE END
Author's Note:
This is a half-true story and half fiction. For example, Commander Freddy is a made up character, campers are (were) real. Oddly, their love of boots are real. Nobody knew why they loved boots but hey, Saudi Arabia must be a strange country.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
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1 comment:
Wow! Great job NewKid!
I liked your descriptive words and phrases (could taste the grit...in the pit of his stomach...etc.) You could really feel the intensity of the situation through your writing.
There are only two things that I would recommend you edit. (1)I believe that the first Gulf War was in 1990-91. Check with your dad. (2)You write at the end of the story that your dad never found the boots the camper liked, yet you didn't mention earlier in the story that they were missing.
Otherwise, great writing. Keep it up. Being able to communicate well through writing is an important skill and it can be a wonderful way to express yourself.
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