Story 119: Puppet Theater Audience

             The curtain rises on the marionette show.

            “Oooooooooooooooohhhhh…”

            “Funny kitty!”

            “Where did he come from?”

            “Where’d he go?!”

            “How are they flying?”

            “Probably fairy dust; that’s what I use.”

            “What’s that thing?”

            “Where are they going?”

            “Ha-ha-ha-ha!”

            “Is that a real unicorn?”

            “No, there’s no such thing as unicorns.  It’s a horse playing a unicorn.”

            “Can I touch them?”

            “Where are they going?”

            “Ha ha, that cow’s flying.”

            “Who are those people in the ceiling?”

            “Why are there a lot of strings in the air?”

            “That doll is mean, she pushed the other one down.”

            “Mommy, I need the bathroom!”

            “Me too!”

            “Where is the kitty from earlier?  Was she fired?”

            “Where are they going?”

            “Where do the puppets keep their souls?”

            “Are they dancing or fighting?”

            The curtain falls.

            “Is it over?”

            Parent: “You must have great concentration to block all of them out.”

            Puppeteer: “Thanks; I used to be a stand-up comedian, so this is nothing.”