There was an old woman who was absolutely sick to death of being treated like a nice old lady.
She was sick of being treated as though she was frail.
She was tired of helpful hands helping her across the street.
She was fed up with lawn bowls and morning tea with the Ladies’ Auxillary.
The old woman decided that it was time to make a change.
To signify this change she bought her very first pair of rainbow coloured leggings. A range of multi-coloured and wildly clashing shirts. A pair of Blundstones and had a very very short haircut.
Now they treated her as though she was a slightly mad nice old lady.
This was not change enough! The old woman decided that drastic action had to be taken.
So she ran away and joined the Circus.
In the circus she learned how to be part of an human pyramid.
She learned to swing on the trapeze, juggle fire and turn somersaults.
When she returned home they no longer treated her as a nice old lady. Oh no.
Now they treated her as though she was a complete lunatic.
For not only did they respect her, they also feared her a little.
Because you see…
they were never quite sure when she would begin to juggle fire or turn somersaults, and they were frightened that she might not know when to stop.
Oral Story (C) CLHHarper 1996