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Part 4: LDDB

Part 4: LDDB

The Mayor and his Constables expressed we will give this famer and his wife a chance. The Mayor asked the brave little boy again; what shall we call the little girl? Again the brave little boy said LDDB. Ella Dee Bea, professed the little brave boy. He spelled out her name as E L L A D E E B E A in a high screaming pitch. The Mayor acknowledged her name would be Elladeebea.
The crowd then disbursed muttering the little girl’s name over and over to themselves. Nonetheless, the Mayor called a special meeting. He spoke to the people saying; I’ve called you folk here because you are Meadowlands’ most distinguished, polite people. I’m sending you on a secret mission to the northside to retrieve this farmer and his wife for safety. One Constable dares ask; Uh, excuse me Mayor. Don’t you mean we are to go get the farmer and his’ wife for our own safety? For that question, the Constable lost his job. Constable number two quickly stated; no one should interrupt the Mayor. If he says we’re going to get the farmer and his wife for their safety, that’s what it is. Isn’t that right Mayor? Clearing his throat, the Mayor answered: Ah….Sure. Sure that’s what I said… Now all of you get out there and find that farmer and his wife and bring them to me immediately, oaky. All of the Constables said; yes sir. we’ll find them regardless of what it takes. Yes Sir, don’t you worry Mayor, we’ll find them.
The Constables find the farmer and his wife who is giving birth to a single child and provide for  them in one of the villages’ finest houses. The house is complete with an upstairs and a downstairs maid. They have a cook.  For the pregnant woman, only the best food is served.. They have a gardener and a coachman for their brand new buggy. The third constable asks; Mr. Farmer, is everything alright. Do you folk need anything? Anything at all,  the only thing you have to do is name them. We’ll get them and we’ll get whatever you need. The greedy Framer answered; well sir, as you folk know, my wife is the only woman for miles around giving birth to a single child. Can you fetch the best doctor to deliver our baby? Let’s seek a doctor from the Capitol City. I’m not sure if the doctor here in the village can handle the job. The fourth constable answered; I don’t think we can find a doctor in time. We’ll try! The Farmer contended; You’ll try! Are you serious? My wife is carrying the Saving One. Can this be true what I’m hearing? She is caring the Saving One! Then, the wife of the Farmer expresses her point of view. These people have been extremely kind. They have brought us here near the seat of the government and pampered us far and above anything we poor farmers could expect despite the cost. Let us not over extend ourselves. The greedy Farmer told his wife to shut up. We have to get while the getting is good. Suppose that baby is born dead…….or worst, a boy! The farmer’s wife cautions him not to be so negative. Don’t be so pessimistic my husband. Our baby is a girl and she will be born alive.