Post by davejs on Sept 7, 2010 11:01:01 GMT -5
This happened at Casa de Fruta on Labor Day.
Fifteen year old boy comes over to my booth. Let's call this intellectual wizard 'Plato.' "This is amazing," Plato said causing me to blink my eyes rapidly several times. "I have never seen anything like this before." I looked at him with my two out-stretched arms. "You mean something like this Craft Show" I asked Plato as I brought my hands together. "Yah," he replied.
"When was the last time your parents let you go outside?"
To this Plato responded, "I'm from Bakersfield." "Oh, now I see," were my final words as he proceeded to prance away quickly. Five minutes later here comes Plato again. I had one of my wooden swords inside a bucket and he pulled out his cell phone and took a picture of it. Yah. Bakersfield, all right. Plato was so excited as he danced from booth-to-booth, vendor-to-vendor soaking in the many wonders that each one had to offer. Maybe "Playdough" is a more appropriate name for him.
Fifteen year old boy comes over to my booth. Let's call this intellectual wizard 'Plato.' "This is amazing," Plato said causing me to blink my eyes rapidly several times. "I have never seen anything like this before." I looked at him with my two out-stretched arms. "You mean something like this Craft Show" I asked Plato as I brought my hands together. "Yah," he replied.
"When was the last time your parents let you go outside?"
To this Plato responded, "I'm from Bakersfield." "Oh, now I see," were my final words as he proceeded to prance away quickly. Five minutes later here comes Plato again. I had one of my wooden swords inside a bucket and he pulled out his cell phone and took a picture of it. Yah. Bakersfield, all right. Plato was so excited as he danced from booth-to-booth, vendor-to-vendor soaking in the many wonders that each one had to offer. Maybe "Playdough" is a more appropriate name for him.