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The Gypsy Caravan I (by Phoenix Quinn): http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/a-gypsy-caravan-1037197/1/20

This is a travelling story. It's goal is to take a journey of wisdom around the e-world. If you like where it's going, then continue the story by putting a link to this article at the top of your article, name your article the same as this one -- "The Gypsy Caravan" -- and continue the story. Also put this notice at the top of your story.



Dr. Phoenician sat in the grove one day when the ostrich Noob came to him. Previously, Noob had been reluctant, he had seen the hairless apes and heard their babble and moved on, perhaps frightened, perhaps a little wiser for his trouble, but nonetheless knowing they offered him nothing. But the Doctor, Noob didn’t have the same fear, or at least he came to grow out of it, and as the Doctor brought gifts of bread and language, the two created a bond.

But on this day, as the Doctor sat and scribbled in his notepad, Noob came to him, and the two smiled and rested in the grass.

The Doctor opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, Noob spoke, in slow and broken but recently practiced English, “Hello, Dr. Foe-Knee-Shin. Happy to see you.” It took all of his strength to say it, he was frightened to try, but having seen the Doctor come regularly and offer kindness, he was willing to take a chance and try to talk so the Doctor could understand. Noob himself didn’t quite understand how the sounds translated into thought, but he knew the HAH and the PEE sounds pushed together somehow meant smiling and ease with these hairless apes, whether he himself could smile or feel at ease himself.

Noob stood there in the silent moment, not sure he was understood, blushing a little, as much blushing as an ostrich can do.

The Doctor gazed at Noob in wonder, impressed with him, not so much in trying to mimic English, but that the young ostrich listened to him, was willing to learn something.

As Noob started to pout, the Doctor faced him and said, in slow and broken but recently practiced Ostrich, “Wok kak kak bu-rrrappapa, wakaka ka orakah?”, which is roughly translated in English to be, I’m happy to see you too, would Ostrich be easier?

Noob smiled brightly, his heart soaring that the Doctor took time to learn his language, as opposed to the Doctor forcing his thoughts, his language, his beliefs down the ostrich’s long neck.

The Doctor stood and offered his hand to Noob, and the two started their journey, both confirming the virtue of listening as the basis of friendship.

“Where are we going?” Noob said in his native Ostrich.

Replying in Ostrich, the Doctor replied, “We’re going to find others like us.”