A tale
Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2003 4:18 pm
Once upon a time there was a little boy called David. David?s favourite hobby was, ?tractors? he absolutely loved them, he knew everything about them, all the different makes and models, old and new he knew them all. He also collected tractor magazines and his bedroom walls donned pictures of his favourite tractors.
For his 9th birthday him mum arranged a visit to the Massey Ferguson Tractor factory. The boy was in his element as he was shown the design office, the paint and trim shop and most of all the production line. The works director was so taken up by David?s interest in tractors that he had arranged an ?extra treat? for David. It was the ?tractor test track?. David?s mum watched from the side of the track and she could see the sheer joy in her little boys face as he was driven around in the latest tractor by the works director.
Nobody took much notice when the tractor entered a large puddle that had formed on the track. After all, this was a working tractor, designed to operate on uneven ground. However everybody did notice when the wheel seemed to disappear in the puddle, causing the tractor to topple over. Poor little David fell out of the open sided cab and made for a soft landing at the side of the puddle. He would have been fine had it not been for the tractor that continued to topple and land right on top of the poor kid.
It was said afterwards that David would have been killed had it not been for the quick thinking works director. As soon has he realised the tractor was going to topple on to David he quickly put his foot down in an effort to stop the machine from falling on the boy. The tractor missed his head and body but came crushing down on his legs causing much damage to tissue and bone causing the poor lad to slip in to un consciousnesses.
He awoke many hours later to find himself in Hospital, in traction, having suffered severe and multiple fractures to both of his legs. After months of Hospitalisation and physiotherapy David was allowed home. The Doctors had told him that for the rest of his life he would walk with a permanent limp.
On arriving home David limped upstairs to his bedroom, tore down all of his tractor pictures, placed all of his tractor models, toys, magazines and other tractor memorabilia into bin liners and gave instructions to his mother that it be thrown away. From that moment on David?s interest in tractors had come to an end.
One night FOURTEEN YEARS later, David walked in to one of the bars in his local town. His limp was still with him and over the years it had ebbed away at his confidence and he did not have many friends. He ordered himself a pint and stood at the bar contemplating the day?s events.
He looked around the smoke filled pub and his eyes settled on a girl perched on a stool at the far corner of the bar. He could not take his eyes off her, not because she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but because she was crying. Totally forgetting that he had lost his confidence through the accident on his 9th birthday, he put down his pint, walked over to the girl and offering her his clean handkerchief he asked her, ?what?s the matter??
She looked up at him with those beautiful tear filled eyes and said, ?it?s the smoke?, I have a reaction to it. With that David took one step backwards, turned around to face the smoke filled room, opened his mouth and proceeded to ?suck in? all of the smoke from the room in one inhale. He then held his breath and walked outside at which point he exhaled all the smoke in to the cool night air.
When he got back inside the girl was sat there waiting for him with a ?my hero? look on her face. ?Nobody has ever done anything like that for me before,? she said, ?it was absolutely fantastic, but please tell me, how did you do it??
David replied:
I?m an Ex Tractor Fan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry Chaps
For his 9th birthday him mum arranged a visit to the Massey Ferguson Tractor factory. The boy was in his element as he was shown the design office, the paint and trim shop and most of all the production line. The works director was so taken up by David?s interest in tractors that he had arranged an ?extra treat? for David. It was the ?tractor test track?. David?s mum watched from the side of the track and she could see the sheer joy in her little boys face as he was driven around in the latest tractor by the works director.
Nobody took much notice when the tractor entered a large puddle that had formed on the track. After all, this was a working tractor, designed to operate on uneven ground. However everybody did notice when the wheel seemed to disappear in the puddle, causing the tractor to topple over. Poor little David fell out of the open sided cab and made for a soft landing at the side of the puddle. He would have been fine had it not been for the tractor that continued to topple and land right on top of the poor kid.
It was said afterwards that David would have been killed had it not been for the quick thinking works director. As soon has he realised the tractor was going to topple on to David he quickly put his foot down in an effort to stop the machine from falling on the boy. The tractor missed his head and body but came crushing down on his legs causing much damage to tissue and bone causing the poor lad to slip in to un consciousnesses.
He awoke many hours later to find himself in Hospital, in traction, having suffered severe and multiple fractures to both of his legs. After months of Hospitalisation and physiotherapy David was allowed home. The Doctors had told him that for the rest of his life he would walk with a permanent limp.
On arriving home David limped upstairs to his bedroom, tore down all of his tractor pictures, placed all of his tractor models, toys, magazines and other tractor memorabilia into bin liners and gave instructions to his mother that it be thrown away. From that moment on David?s interest in tractors had come to an end.
One night FOURTEEN YEARS later, David walked in to one of the bars in his local town. His limp was still with him and over the years it had ebbed away at his confidence and he did not have many friends. He ordered himself a pint and stood at the bar contemplating the day?s events.
He looked around the smoke filled pub and his eyes settled on a girl perched on a stool at the far corner of the bar. He could not take his eyes off her, not because she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but because she was crying. Totally forgetting that he had lost his confidence through the accident on his 9th birthday, he put down his pint, walked over to the girl and offering her his clean handkerchief he asked her, ?what?s the matter??
She looked up at him with those beautiful tear filled eyes and said, ?it?s the smoke?, I have a reaction to it. With that David took one step backwards, turned around to face the smoke filled room, opened his mouth and proceeded to ?suck in? all of the smoke from the room in one inhale. He then held his breath and walked outside at which point he exhaled all the smoke in to the cool night air.
When he got back inside the girl was sat there waiting for him with a ?my hero? look on her face. ?Nobody has ever done anything like that for me before,? she said, ?it was absolutely fantastic, but please tell me, how did you do it??
David replied:
I?m an Ex Tractor Fan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry Chaps