Thanksgiving

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Thanksgiving My aunt gave me a turkey to give to my brother who lived in the neighbouring town, I cooked the fowl first to stop it going bad and put it in a bag, went down to the post office to send it, but the place had closed for the day. Took the bus to my brother’s town, but when arriving I had forgotten his address, asked the doorman at a hotel, who new my brother, to show me the way, only to find when we got there that I had left the bag on the bus. Got lost trying to find the bus terminal, I didn’t know brother’s phone number I also resented the fact that aunt had given him the bird because he was the oldest, leaving me with all the work, so I got fed up and left; but I couldn’t get home as no bus was going my way. Down at the docks there was a steamer ready to sail for Djibouti, with a cargo of frozen turkey for the presidential army, she needed a cook, so I sign on, but did sent brother a cable telling him where his turkey was. Too late, the bus driver, since no one had claimed it, took the bird home and had a feast.

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