Groei, grassies, groei!

Oktober 17, 2008 · Geliasseer in Snaaks

Hoera! Ons het gistermiddag ons eerste reën gehad!  Julle, dit was ‘n belewenis! Eers het die wind opgesteek, baie sterker as gewoonlik, en alles onder ‘n kombers van rooi sand toegegooi. Te fraai is al die gordyne waar ‘n venster oop was, oombliklik omskep in ‘n kunswerk van verskillende stof skakerings. Die bure drie huise weg, se hele agterplaas is gedump op my wasbak in die kombuis. Terwyl ek sukkel om die sand uit my oë te vryf en alles toe te kry, plof daai druppels so een vir een neer – al sewe van hulle! Wel, miskien nader aan 30 druppels, maar julle kry die idee. Dit was ‘n stortvloed! Nie eers die blare en takke wat ek uit my oor gegrawe het na die ewigheid van 2 minute, of die vreeslike oulike abstrakte modderspatsels teen die ruite kon my geesdrif demp nie. Ek is so opgewonde! Nou gaan my grassies darem mooi groei!

Die ene lê vanmore in my inboks:

I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes. He is 92. We decided to grab a bite at the food court.

I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colours: green, red, orange and blue. My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time.

When the teenager had had enough, the sarcastically asked, “What’s the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?”

Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his respone, knowing he would have a good one, and in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response:

“Got drunk once, and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son…?!”

Lekker naweek maters! Ry hom bloots, né?