Yep. It’s looking at me right now from atop my library shelf. It holds a very interesting story. It brings back memories to my senior year high school Spanish conversation class. My teacher had about 5 rubber ducks in her classroom lined up above her board. Each had a different look (one looked like a cowboy, one was dressed like a pilot, one was green and had an antenna like an alien, etc…) I don’t know why she had them, or if they just belonged to the classroom, but they just sat there.
One day, I found them scattered around the room. So, I decided to scatter them in other places. When I came back, they had moved again! We kept doing this and eventually we put them in more difficult places each time, so it evolved into more of a duck hunt, if you know what I mean. In his classroom, my physics teacher had a sheriff-dressed duck (it had a vest and a star pin). I asked him what he used it for and said it had been in the room when he got here. Then he let me have it, and I made it part of the mix. This sheriff duck became the hardest one to find. Sometimes it’d be days before I found it. My teacher would sometimes have to give me hints.
I knew my friend was in the same class but a couple periods after me, and I asked him about the ducks. Turns out, he was the one who was moving them. I did have a hunch it was him, but it was interesting to find out that we were playing hide and seek all this time without even knowing it. Towards the end of the year I crashed his class and came forth about the whole situation. We watched a movie and I played cards in the back with the person that I was hiding the ducks with. I had the teacher sign the bottom my sheriff duck, and that’s the one that’s looking back at me today from atop my library shelf.
We didn’t do much else in that class.
The Jelly below me likes TJBM game because it draws out stories from seemingly simple things.