A visit to an Amusement Park

This is a very simple story about how the protagonist took his old active nephew to an amusement park. The opposing force is Gary and the problem for the hero is how he was going to keep Gary amused so as not to be blackmailed by him. We see the hero suffering at every stage but he survives a sudden change in his opinion about the Little Tyrant that took place at the end of the story. In fact, it ends with some tenderness first of the gentle humor as a Spice to the story.

A visit to an amusement park.  Gary was Evil personified. I had realized that long ago, even then, I had not realized the extent to which you would go. At five years old he was the youngest blackmailer I had ever known. He pointed to something through the window first of a proposed cautious to see what he was pointing at. In the distance for the Ferris Wheel. I had no intention of going to the Hog and amusement park that afternoon and said so. Then he sprang his surprise: " If you don't take me, I will tell grandma about your talking to aunty Agnes." I felt cold. Agnes was the daughter of the chicken rice seller downstairs and schoolmate. I was very interested in her. In fact, I was crazy about her -especially two deep  dimples. I had spent half an hour talking to her and had made a mistake of telling Gary not to tell Grandma. This was because I had violated family rule number 1: No girlfriends until after A level. Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea I caused the devil. I took the little devil by the hand and went out reluctantly.

The amusement park he wanted to go on every ride. I am sure I would be using up my entire month allowance. Naturally he wanted to go on the Ferris Wheel first. Everything went well until we reached the top first and he wanted to stop and started screaming. I tried to explain that we could not; then he tried to climb over. The operators screamed. When we finally got off, I was given a talking to. Then it was the midget cars.  He insisted on driving alone. I could only watch helplessly as he rammed his car into every other car on the platform. He set a few heads spinning and a few people shaking their fists angrily at him. I got him out of there as soon as his car stopped. Slipped into the crowd.  In an attempt to get a, I bought tickets for the ghost train and slipped into it quickly. I was pleased with myself: who is going to get the square of his life." that will teach him to blackmail his dear, sweet uncle," I thought. I will see really disappointed: none of the scary items in the Ghost Train could scare the young fire-eater.  In fact he was amused and laughed out loud at every one of them.

That whole afternoon he was tireless. In fact I was running out of energy as I tried to keep up with him and I was one of the fittest in my school. I think we must have gone through every ride at the muse mint Park that a. I did not have enough money to pay for rides for myself: all I had was enough for Gary. I spent every dollar I had for stop finally he was exhausted at about 5 p.m.. it was time to go back home for dinner; I was relieved. He was too tired to walk so I lifted him up and walked home at a steady pace.

 

I thought struck me: this was what my parents must have gone through when I was 5 years old; perhaps even worse. I placed my hand on Gary's back. with the sudden movement he kissed my cheek first off I felt warm and love. Suddenly I realized that he was not a devil at all. He was just an overactive 5 year old; just like I would have been when I was his age. 

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