One day, a long, long, time ago, there was a wee boy who
spent a
Saturday afternoon in his back green on Ferry Road listening to a
strange noise in the air.
Even though the sun was shining, it sounded like thunder in the
distance. The wee boy was puzzled. The 'thunder' would ebb and flow,
sometimes it could seem like hours before the noise was heard again.
Right around 4 o'clock, a glow could be seen in the sky where the noise
came from.
What was this strange thing in the sky ?
Every other week, the wee boy would run into his back green, and
position himself on top of the wall that separated the railway from his
house. Sure enough, along would come the noise followed by a glow in the
sky around 4 o' clock.
One day, the wee boys mum, who worked in Spiers Bar in Goldenacre,
announced :
"I was talking to two students last night and they asked if you
wanted
to go to the football match tomorrow ?"
"Football ? Who are the teams mum and where is the match ?"
"Hibs are playing Rangers in Leith"
"Leith ? Is that where the Hospital is that we go to every summer
holiday's when I break my arm ?"
"Well it's near there, you take the same bus"
"Oh, okay, I'll go with them then"
Saturday afternoon :
Two young men, arrived at the door and I heard them say "We're here
to
take the wee boy to the game"
The wee boy found himself standing in the bus shelter outside his house
waiting for the number 1 bus to go to the game. His mum had put
different amounts of money in different pockets with verbal instructions
" This money is for your bus fare there and this money is for a
program
and this money is to get in to the game and this money is for sweeties
at the game and this money is for your bus fare home and this money is
for a white pudding supper on your way to the bus stop to come
home."
The wee boy was amazed at how many pockets he had and wondered why when
he tried to walk his legs didn't work !
The vivid memory that the wee boy carried was one of being 'lifted over'
and realizing he had a lot more "sweetie money".
THEN CAME A
CLIMB TO
THE TOP OF THE WORLD !
The wee boy huffed and puffed as the most beautiful thing he had ever
seen came into full view...a big green patch surrounded by lots of
people and a big shed at one end a HUGE shed that took up all of one
side.
The wee men came running out of the tunnel and the wee boy instinctively
gave out a cheer when the men in green ran out.
The game was spent sitting up on the shoulders of the two young men. A
funny thing happened that afternoon...... about four o'clock there was a
kind of buzzing and flickering and the air was slowly filled with light
coming from 4 big towers in the corners of the ground. Shortly
thereafter, the wee boy heard a thunderous cheer and somehow felt right
at home....sort of like when he was sitting in his back green on a
Saturday. Another of one of life's great mysteries was solved that day
when a wee boy who lived on Ferry Road knew what he was going to be for
the rest of his life,
A Hibby !
The end
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