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"We got a "Hog" 'Real life Lord of the flies'! An excited b#y related the news and all the rest were suddenly quiet, 'they'd got a hog' ! God help him ! As far as impressionable books go I guess Lord of the flies was close to the top. It was a much older women who gave me the book to read and I wondered what on Earth her interest in that book could be. She'd been introduced to me and I could tell right away that she was different. We'd spend some days playing the whole 18, getting to know each other and she'd cook up a dinner that was utterly my kind of food, a large steak still pink inside and a crisp singe locking the goodness in. She was German she told me and that's why she pronounced W differently. In her language it was pronounced as a V. It seemed important to her that I read Lord of the flies and it wasn't the only time a book was forced on me. Another girl had one about witch stuff and had underlined a character who was supposed to be me. Another crazy women, was my thoughts. It was learn your role down pat so we can start the game. Games? It was odd how real life took things in a different direction. Us cadets had taken the skills taught to us to the forest in our own time. A battle would be fought and prisoners taken. I'd watched Rambo first blood heaps of times and I was known as the silent assassin by the other cadets due to my knife throwing skill. Many years later I still enjoyed practicing my throwing. I thought on one walk with the b*y I'd take my knives and teach him to throw. Would have my scientist friend up in arms too I'd imagine. Anyway so what all these things had in common was a 'sic' notion of dealing with prisoners. The 'hogs' as one boy put it. The older woman had thought a lot about me as her hog. I'd been given Lord of the flies to read so I could be her 'hog' ! There was something alive and a bit scary inside her. Something that needed to come out ! I could feel something wild was in her, and it was as plain as the rare done steak she'd placed before me. She was my kind of woman. Exciting to be around ! So I read it ! Then we'd have to take it apart and explore what aspects interested us. She liked the idea that they'd be getting around naked, clothes were thrown off as unnecessary things. Little bare bums was the order of the day! And caging a hog to poke it with sticks! I'd heard that the modern were into the same games I used to play, only now with paintball guns. I could perhaps train the boy and get him involved in it. Give him something to do. Maybe he'd revel at it and strike up a friendship or two. So without mentioning it to my scientist friend I went with boy on his morning walks and told him about what I'd learned in the military. The best ways to operate to avoid detection. The art of stealth, catching your enemy by surprise. I would slowly introduce him to that. I also prompted him on how to offset that wild excess with meditation. Meditation was the crack in the wall that would hopefully expand and consume him and take him on a different journey. If it happened he'd turn into a new person, losing connection as the old habits lost ground. I could imagine him being the quiet studious type, careful and not impulsive at all. So I could firstly gain his trust and start him on the new adventure. And have a little fun along the way!!!!! Turning him into a paintball warrior !       Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!  |
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I remember she was good with ropes. She had her own stories she'd tell me and some parts gave me rope burns as she got to her point !!!  Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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Lord of the Flies was one creepy movie......creepy in a "what if" kinda way. The book was much better so the mind could conceptualize and see the vision.
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Lord of the Flies was one creepy movie......creepy in a "what if" kinda way. The book was much better so the mind could conceptualize and see the vision. Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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