22 April 2012
Two seagulls, a father and son, are standing on a lawn. "Dad, I'm hungry..." moans the little seagull. "Tough luck." replies his father. "We just have to wait until the worms appear." "How long will that be?" asks the little seagull impatiently. The father sighs. "I don't know. We just have to be patient." "That's not fair!" the little seagull whines. "I don't even like worms. I want human food. I want a burger." "Now son, we've talked about this..." says the father sternly. "You know you're only allowed one burger a week." "Says who?" retorts the little seagull. "Says me. And your mother. Of course," threatens the father, "if you're bored here you can always go help your mother clean your room..." "Ohhh!" the little seagull complains. "You're so mean. All I want is one burger." The father shakes his head. "No." "Burger." "No." "Burger!" "No!" "Burg-" "I said no!" shouts the father angrily. "Enough of that. You're having worms for breakfast, and that's final." The little seagull goes quiet, and hangs his head. The father, happy that order has been restored, returns his attention to the grass beneath his feet. Suddenly, the silence is broken again as the little seagull starts having a tantrum. "I want a burger!" he yells, and starts stamping his feet. "Son..." The little seagull continues, "Burger! Burger! Burger!" all the while his feet beating a crazed rhythm. Just then, a worm pops up out of the grass. Stunned, the little seagull stops, and father and son turn to face each other. "Do that again." encourages the father. The little seagull starts dancing again, and sure enough, a second worm appears in the lawn.
And that's how it all began.
The Little Seagull • Opuss № I