Saturday October 6th 2012
I can interpret it well enough.
Trouble was in those days there was no mains electric, so it required
dry cell batteries in series, around six of them. Nor were
batteries that easy to come by. They were expensive, and still are. And over time
I developed what I guess was a faith in the Almighty, because
sometimes Okanya and I would perform resurrection ceremonies over
batteries that we knew were simply being stubborn by pretending to sleep.
There was once a dissection of a battery, and I can tell you this much
the contents of a dry cell battery is not something that you taste more
than once. Tempted to think it has been downhill ever since.
However, with the festival of consumption just
around the corner, and the Aquarian Month with its birthdays not long after
that, well worth mentioning there is nothing in the world that prepares a
mind for the sight of a little engine pulling cars round and round a track.
It's a seminal moment which had Darwin experienced it, he might never have
ventured aboard the Beagle, and instead might have become a Station Master.
It's a moment I can still think of as 'glee' until I discovered the
word 'glee' is also associated with a form of singing that requires the
singer to be smiling at all times. This produces a use of voice that under
no circumstances can be considered natural, or remotely endearing.
"Smile, Smile," the instructor would yell as she waved her arms. Some
of us were able to follow so simple an instruction. Others could not
and still become irrational when asked to. We wanted six batteries,
considerably more track, maybe a point system for shunting, and like a Cat
we dreamed of tunnels.