Klarinet Archive - Posting 001160.txt from 1997/10

From: avrahm galper <agalper@-----.com>
Subj: Dear me !
Date: Sun, 26 Oct 1997 15:29:59 -0500

Dear me!

The Toronto Symphony was going on tour to Japan. It promised to be
exciting since our Japanese conductor, Seiji Ozawa, was leading us.
Each one of us received a little card signed by him, to take care of us,
as we were his guests.
He was well known in Japan. So was his brother, a famous actor.

Japan, of course, was exciting. The new sights, the atmosphere.
I'm not going to tell you about that.
I wanted to tell you of a trip we made to see some Pagodas and a big
beautiful park.
After seeing a few such pagodas and rambling in the park, I set to go
home.
I walked a bit in this park, full of graceful deer. Beautiful animals.
Nobody molested them. They felt at home. They were at home.
Anyway, after some walking I got hungry and thirsty.
I spied a little kiosk. People standing around it.
I went in and looked to see what I could buy to eat.
Mostly cookies of some sort, wrapped in fancy paper.
So I bought a package of cookies and the equivalent of a coke.
I started munching on these cookies, when I saw, Ruth Budd, our bass
player.

I went over to her and said," Ruth, if I didn't know any better, I would
have thought these cookies were made of mud."

She said," Those are cookies they feed the deer".

"The same thing happened to me", she said." I bought these cookies, was
eating them and being friendly, I offered the people standing around
some of the cookies"

"They all smiled graciously and shook their heads politely."

Dear deer have to eat also!

Avrahm Galper