In article <ceai765idamjrh0s9k8u92jqorh2e7emdk@4ax.com>, HMS Victor
Victorian <victorvictorian@hushunomail.com> wrote:
> On 27 Aug 2010 17:43:01 -0500, " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant> wrote:
>
> >
> >
> >The Adventures of Stevie #34
> >
> >These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
> >are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
> >been true. LOL
> >
> >My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
> >in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
> >before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
> >friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
> >service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
> >Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
> >fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
> >he isn't here in person. I think.
> >All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
> >that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
> >Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
> >The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
> >Stevie is 11 in this story. It takes place 3 weeks after story #33.
> >
> >
> >The Adventures of Stevie #34 "Awakened"
> >
> >
> >Dear Carlos,
> >
> >
> > I have a lot to tell you! Father took me to the Buddhist Temple in
> >the city. I found out it's near our school, and it's a Monastery too.
> >They have and teach Monks there. They are not monkeys, but people who
> >live there and learn about things and pray a lot. We went inside and it
> >was beautiful. There are statues and curtains and paintings and
> >carvings everywhere. The colors were mostly gold and red and yellow and
> >silver and wood. I wanted to look some more at the art but father
> >dragged me to one of the people who was dressed in an orange and yellow
> >robe. I wondered why there was no robe on one shoulder. He had no hair
> >on his head. He smiled like he was very happy to see us and and bowed
> >with his hands flat together in front of his face, and asked us to come
> >with him. We went into a room which had 1 big fancy chair with a step
> >up to it, and 5 plain chairs around in front of it.
> >
> > The monk who brought us there asked ME to sit in the fancy big chair.
> >I knew it was a special honor but I didn't do anything to deserve it,
> >and didn't want to be treated special there. So I asked like I was
> >pleading, if I could sit in a regular chair because that was too big
> >for me. Father signaled he agreed. The monk bowed again and waved me to
> >a regular chair. Then he went out. I signaled "question" to father, and
> >he signaled back "interesting" and "wait." I studied the art on the
> >walls while we waited.
> >
> > Just a short time later a new monk came in with the other one. His
> >robes were all orange and red. He had no hair too, but his lights were
> >much brighter then the other monk's, sparkling all around his head. He
> >had a big smile when he came in which got bigger when he saw me. I
> >didn't know a smile could be that big on a real person. I was getting
> >nervous. Something strange was happening, and father didn't know what
> >it was either. He knows a lot, so that made me more nervous. The new
> >monk said "I am Abbot Sriboshan," and he bowed to us like the other
> >monk did. Father touch signaled my arm "copy." We stood up and bowed to
> >him like he did, and said who we are. I felt father liked I did it
> >right.
> >
> > The Abbot asked us to sit just after the other monk moved the regular
> >chairs to face each other. I could tell the fancy chair was for him,
> >but he didn't sit there. He explained he is in charge of the temple and
> >Abbot was his title in English. He said the usual hospitality things
> >and we answered very politely. I could tell father wanted to ask him
> >why we were being treated so special. I did too, but he didn't think it
> >would be polite. I was following father's lead. He knows diplomatic
> >things. This is a very important religious leader. We needed to be VERY
> >polite because of respect. I understood that. Then the Abbot said
> >something which pushed all that out of my mind.
> >
> > The Abbot told me "Stephen, I am very glad you have come to us. We
> >have been waiting and hoping for this, since you awakened this past
> >Tuesday afternoon at 1:35." I said "What? How? What do you mean?" like
> >a confused idiot, and then remembered to say "Sir." I could tell father
> >was VERY alert. He asked the Abbot to explain almost in his dangerous
> >voice. I touch signaled to father "wait" 2 times to make it strong.
> >Father signaled back "caution and accept." I think the Abbot knew what
> >we were doing.
> >
> > The Abbot said to father "Please Sir, if you will allow, I must ask
> >young Stephen a question, and from that we will be able to clarify what
> >is happening." Father said "You may proceed," but had a little warning
> >in his voice. The Abbot pointed at his head and asked me "What colors
> >do you see?" I said "Most you have light and dark blue and purple
> >colors, mixed with white, but when you look at me there is green in it.
> >Yours is much brighter than the other monk's." He said "What do you
> >understand about them?" I said "I'm learning a little about them, but
> >this is too new for me to know a lot. There is one thing I think I know
> >is what the green means. You love me!" He said "You are correct." Then
> >he explained to father what chakras and auras are, and about the third
> >eye, which was one of the chakras, which opened to let me see auras. He
> >told him many monks in the temple could feel when my eye opened, like
> >seeing a bright starburst in a black night.
> >
> > Father asked him "What does this mean for Stephen, and his future?
> >Will he need help or special training for this? Is there a danger?"
> >Abbot said "There is presently no danger in this we know of, except
> >that his peers and others may think him strange, and may fear and
> >resent his extra knowledge of them. It is for this, that we recommend
> >caution in revealing his new abilities to others, until he and you
> >fully understand the consequences of that action. Training may be of
> >some help to him, but I don't recommend we do it at this time. It is
> >better for him to discover his new abilities on his own. He would have
> >developed these abilities in time, but he was awakened a little early,
> >by contact with another with these abilities. We know who helped him to
> >open up, who will help him some more, but it must be Stephen who tells
> >you. We cannot betray a confidence."
> >
> > Father said "So this is why you were expecting us." Abbot said "We
> >hoped." Father asked "But why?" Abbot said "We wish to learn from him.
> >Now, if I may, I would like to speak with you alone. Stephen may wait
> >outside." Father said "As you wish, but Stephen will hear." Abbot waved
> >his hand at the other monk who made a strange humming sound at me. Then
> >the only thing I could hear was that sound! I was VERY surprised, and
> >father could see it. Then he stopped. Abbot told Father "He will not
> >hear us."
> >
> > I went out with the other monk and didn't hear what they said. In the
> >car on the way home, I wanted to ask father what the Abbot told him,
> >but didn't. He will tell me when he wants to. Asking won't help. Not
> >asking shows self control. I went that way. I told father I promised I
> >wouldn't tell who helped me, but I thought I could in a little while.
> >Father said I should talk to Dr. Knot about all this when the time is
> >right, but only after I give him a special hand signal first. He would
> >keep it private from father if I wanted him to. I might do that when
> >Victoria agrees. I was real happy father trusted me. I let him know it,
> >which made him happy too.
> >
> > I spent a lot time with Victoria the next two weeks and learned a
> >lot. I will tell you some of that later, after I figure out what it all
> >means.
> >
> >
> >Your friend,
> >
> >Stephen
>
> Well!
>
> This is most certainly a long way from summer camp!
>
> V
You noticed. LOL
Readers are drawn to drama. Drama comes from conflict, physical or
emotional. The more abilities and vulnerabilities you can give your
hero, the more you have to give the other side, and the more
interesting and exciting the story becomes. I'm learning this as I go
along, so we will see more drama. A lot more, and more intense, and
with larger issues, on a larger scale. I hope. I don't want to bore
anybody.
--
Grant
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