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The Racconteur - English arrive.this story is part of the FanClub (fm:voyeurism, 1584 words) [1/6] show all parts

Author: JenniGee Picture in profile
Added: May 09 2006Views / Reads: 920 / 566 [62%]Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The lazy, hazy peace of the old village is disturbed by a new arrival.
 


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Let me introduce myself, I am Gaston and I have lived in the village man and boy. I am a raconteur, a teller of stories; I see, I hear, I store in my brain the images that my eyes have seen and words that my ears have heard. I am old so there is much that is stored but age sometimes plays cruel tricks with the memory so I trust, my friend,s that you will forgive an old man any inaccuracies.

Now, my dear readers I have to tell you that I speak the English "like a Spanish cow" so you must understand my mother tongue in order to enjoy my words. Already I see that you are so much cleverer than I, and indeed it seems to you that this text is in your mother tongue; you have my undying admiration. As my tale is of a pretty English girl whose sensuous tongue trips over my natural language, I must define to you all, the moments that she reverts to the English language. For example if she was to say "Monsieur" it is in plain text, but if she forgets, as she does so often and says "Mister" then I will enclose the English word in parentheses thus - [Mister]. Do we have accord? Yes - I am impressed with your command of my language.

So! The story that I want to tell you is of a big change in the village - The English are here!

Summer of 2002 was long and hot, but that is usual in the south-west. I rose early as usual and nothing in the air that I sniffed at my doorway hinted at the changes that were to be brought about that day. The weeds ...

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