The story of my old rooster, as told to
me by Mr. Mimeault :
Act 1 (or Part A, for the musicians)
A farm in Gaspesia, as young boy Yvon walks accross the yard he is
attacked by the old rooster — a big grey Plymouth
Rock weighing in at about 12 pounds. Yvon, with injured leg and
pride, pulls out his sling-shot and faces the
rooster
(just like in a Sergio Leone movie!). As the beast turns its head
sideways to look him in the eye — roosters turn sideways for a face to
face — Yvon
takes a shot. The bird, hit in the head, falls to the ground. Yvon,
after making sure nobody saw him, leans it against a fence where he can
discretely keep an eye on it. After a while, the rooster, who was only
knocked out, gets up and staggers back to the henhouse, to the relief
of Yvon.
Act 2 (Part
B)
The next morning, as usual, the old rooster hopped on a fence to wake
up the whole farm, but he was now singing out of tune. |
