a tale of remembrance by my dad
Now I will tell you about a boy-girl problem and a horse wreck. A horse wreck is something that happens to people who ride horses that buck, or people who drive horses that run away.
But first I will tell you about my sister, Ellen. One day she said, “I wish I was a boy.” That’s when Cousin Billy said, “If a girl kisses her elbow, she will turn into a boy. And if a boy kisses his elbow, he can turn into a girl.”
Ugh!
I’ll bet you didn’t know that!
Sister Ellen wanted to play a boys game and couldn’t. That made her unhappy.
Now my sister can do lots of things. She can touch the end of her nose with her tongue. She can kiss her wrist and her arm just above her wrist, but she can’t kiss her elbow.
(I hope you don‘t try this.)
Our neighbor has a hired man. He calls him, Slim. This summer, Slim got thrown off his horse. That is bad. Then the horse fell on him. That is worse. And then the horse rolled over on him. I hope this doesn’t happen to you.
Now Slim has four broken ribs and a broken leg. His left arm was broken in two places and it fell across his chin.
He is the only person I know of who could have kissed his own elbow. But he was lucky and didn’t. Otherwise, he’d have had a BAD accident!.
