Day of Change!

Sometimes a movie or TV show comes about that leaves you with a bit of sadness. Not because the storyline was sad or depressing but because it spelled of a dream that you wish would be yours. Here will be my first posted story of dreams and ideas spoken as if the character is the one writing this:  "When you look at how things occur in life you wonder where you fit in. You wonder why somethings happen the way they do."==== Walking alone through the park on this bright cool sunny day, it felt like being on a far away island where you were the lone resident. It was quiet and calming. Nothing to fear and no worries. It was one of those days where you could almost imagine yourself in some sort of ancient history where ladies were ladies and men were men. All the hustle and bustly of the big city seemed non existant. Deeper and deeper into my thoughts I slid, happily dreaming a walking dream...   With parasol in hand on this early spring, I watched as the birds above sang their happy song, fluttering about their daily routine. If only life had been this easy, to be as the birds of heaven hanging their heart just wherever they please. Taking trips in the winter to the warm southern weather of the tropics. I've often wished I, myself was a bird, flying off into the sunset like some heroic cowboy on his faithful stallion.   Today was almost like any other day except this time it was different. I could not quite place my finger on it but something was not quite right. Shortly after passing the happy bluebirds, I noticed that the Marina was not as busy as usual. In fact there was absolutely no one in sight. This was highly unusual for this time of year, for many would be getting their boats ready for picnics and carnivals. Washing down sails and getting things in top shape for Mardi Gras. Yet, today there was complete silence, not even laughter of children running along the piers, dangling their feet in the cool water below.   Further up the path, was even more unusual events. In the middle of the park was this awesome fountain of a mermaid upon a rock where the basket on her head overflowed with water trickling down into the pond glittering among the coins that wishes were made of. Today, however, there were no coins in the pond twinkling in the suns rays. In fact, the water wasn't even flowing. I stopped and thought for a moment and wondered what the problem was. This has never happened before and it was quite a shock.   Finally, towards the end of the park a crowd had gathered, not the usual happy carefree crowd you would expect on a day like this but more of a mob. An angry, fighting crowd. What has happened to this quiet serene town? Why all the fighting? I stepped in closer to hear the commotion. Part 1 June 17, 2009 ==== What I heard was lots of yelling and some fancy dressed business man trying to address his idea to the crowd. They wanted none of his business here. Turns out he was a casino salesman wanting to bring in some slot machines and tables to our park. What he really wanted to bring here was more crime, more violence and more fear. That's what the crowd was yelling about, to stop this man from ruining our town. He was determined that this would be the perfect place to set this up in. There were lots of questions, lots of concerns and of course lots of yelling. To be contunied yet again.... Update September 25, 2009 The shouting was discovered to be the cause of an article in the newspaper about a group of bandits heading our way and what to do with them once they arrived. Several have stated they should be shot on arrival while others wished for a more peaceful solution. A small child who had been standing near the front when I arrived suddenly spoke up. "How about we just send them into a different direction?"  Our town was a secluded quaint town hidden in the middle of a huge forest. Having visitors show up usually was rare as they would need to be 'lost' in order to find us. A group of bandits would definitely pose a threat to our home if they were looking for a place to hide. Once that child spoke up, the shouting actually stopped and now thoughts starting pouring out on how to accomplish this. I decided at this time to speak up. People who knew me know that I rarely offer opinions or suggestions unless I was sure I had a good one. So once I made my offer to speak the crowd hushed to listen. I thought it would be a good idea to build a fake town at the half way point these bandits will most likely travel and make that secluded enough for them but yet out of the way of our actual town to keep it safe. We would also send word out to authorities of this fake town for them to apprehend these criminals. My words spoke volumes and the town immediately dispersed and started on the building. Authorities were notified and were also on their way. It was noted that the bandits would not arrive until 6 hours after our sheriff's had already arrived due to a special road that was clearly hours faster then the average traveled road. There were tons of work being done and our quiet town was hustling with excitement. We were also preparing for a fail plan just in case these bandits made it through the fake town and were getting closer to us. This plan was kept in strict secret even from authorities, to make it almost fool proof. Finally the day arrived where the bandits were spotted just hours away from the fake location. The sheriffs as expected were already set up as store owners, and residents waiting for their arrival, while those of us at the real town were also in readiness for our plan to commence should the need arise. Suddenly they arrived, on horseback. There were only 5 of them and they were quite ruddy in appearance and had that mean look upon their face. Everything was planned perfectly, how they would be received, what would be done and how the capture would be handled. To be continued...