Ok, here’s another nanowrimo update, day 4 completed, 6705 words, still on target. Any similarities to actual persons are imagined:
“Man, how old are you? .38 Special? What the hell?”, said Ralph, shaking his head.
“I’m only 11 years older than you are, and our ipods probably have quite a few songs in common, wait probably not. Maybe we just have Death Cab for Cutie as a common reference.”, Said Peter.
“Yeah, I refuse to listen to anything that was recorded before the year 1995. What would be the point?”, joked Ralph.
“Hmmm, it’s hard for me to come up with an actual response to that. Try the CD in the radio, it’s five years of Billboard Top Ten hits, from 1980 to 1985, it’s sweet.”, And Peter just started laughing.
“You do realize that I was in the third grade in 1985, don’t you?”, asked Ralph.
“That doesn’t mean that you weren’t listening the radio.”, Said Peter.
“I wasn’t. I wasn’t allowed to listen to any music that I didn’t make myself. Our family didn’t believe in outside influences.”, Said Ralph.
“What church did you go to?”, asked Peter.
“We didn’t. My father read from the family bible, which was written in Dutch. You’ve never heard the story of Jonah and the Whale until you’ve heard it in Dutch.”, Said Ralph.
“Give me a taste.”, Said Peter.
Ralph sat up straight, closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath. Just as he was about speak, he exhaled and bowed his head. Peter looked over and saw Ralph just lolling his head from side to side. Ralph bolted upright again, took another deep breath, held it for a few seconds and then, “De Heere nu sprak tot den vis, en hij spuwde Jona uit op het droge.”
“Really?”, asked Peter.
“Ik spreek de waarheid.”, said Ralph, still channeling his father.
“All righty then. What did you just say?”, asked Peter.
“I said, I speak the truth.”
“OK, before that, I heard Jonah in there. What part was it?”, asked Peter.
“God spoke to the fish, and he vomited Jonah onto the dry land, thank you, I’ll be here all week.”, Said Ralph.
“Very nice, I’m sure your father, both here on Earth and your heavenly father would be proud.”, Said Peter.
“To tell you the truth, I googled that.”, Said Ralph, laughing.
“I figured.”, Said Peter
“But, we never did go to church, we listened my dad read from the Dutch bible.”, Said ralph.
“And you didn’t understand a word of it, did you?”, asked Peter.
“Uh, no. But I think some of it stuck. I draw the line at coveting my neighbor’s wife, and the murder thing, no murder.”, Said Ralph.
“It’s so good to know that your morality and religious upbringing is rooted in illiteracy.”, Said Peter.
“Hey, my dad can read Dutch!”, said Ralph.
“A mere formality.”, Said Peter pulling into Ralph’s driveway.
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Oh, yeah, one other thing. I enjoyed the news events of last night. Go Barack!
