Russell Yu
RLA
September 29, 1999
Skeet McMillian
Plop. There I was waiting for my flight to Hong Kong and all
of a sudden a scoop of chocolate ice cream dropped on my new,
expensive leather shoes!! I swore that I would hurt the person
who did this to me. When I looked up, my eyes caught the boys
legs. They were long and from so close they looked as if they
were bigger than both of my legs combined. I noticed that he only
had one side to his pants and his socks were as high as those
of a horse. As I raised my head more I caught sight of his mediocre
sized body. Although it was mediocre sized, it was definitely
larger than mine. His arms were just hanging by his side and his
fingers were fidgeting like how an otters hands looked when they
were trying to crack open their pray. As I fully extended my head
I realized that I swore that I would hurt a man that was probably
bigger than the giant in Jack and the Beanstalk. Before I could
say anything to him he said,
Duh, tank ya misser, uh, sowwy dat I spilte all my thocolat
eyce cweam on ya.
When he spoke, it was as if the Niagara Falls was coming out of
his mouth. After I heard him speak I was curios about his age.
Sonny, I hope you dont mind me asking but how old
are you?
Uh, ya know misser, duh, I dink I onwy seden weers ode.
As soon as he told me this, I was feeling nauseous and I decided
to just check in and get in to the waiting area.
About forty-five minutes before the flight I heard heavy footsteps
coming my way. I looked up quickly and saw a blue tee-shirt with
the word Duh on the front. I recognized it immediately
and I silently said a prayer hoping it wasnt the same guy
that I saw at the check-in counter area. Although I am very religious,
my prayer didnt come through. It was him. The man boy. As
I watched him approaching me it seemed like he was injured as
he walked with a limp and at every step, his body weight would
shift from leg to leg as if he was a sumo wrestler. His spectacles
were shining because of the lights coming from the ceiling and
his hair was short and it looked as if he had dandruff falling
in all directions. So much dandruff dropped that I think the people
he walked by thought it was snowing!! I hurriedly took out my
book and started pretending to read so that he wouldnt notice
me. It worked. I finally was able to relax as I thought that that
would be the last time I saw him again!
As I was walking down the aero bridge to the plane I was thinking
to myself, this is going to be the most relaxing flight
I have ever been on. I thought too soon. When I settled
into my seat a voice popped up and I suddenly had a bad feeling.
I looked up and there he was, a 56 chubby boy wearing
a Duh tee-shirt and pants that were all tattered up.
I already had a gutful of him and he was sitting next to me on
my supposedly peaceful trip to Hong Kong. When he sat down, he
was fidgeting so much that he nearly broke the seat!
After we took of I decided that I would take a nap. When I was
just dozing off I heard a shriek and I suddenly jumped out of
my seat! I thought it was a hijacking but I found out that it
was just the kid next to me. I started talking to him because
I thought that it would help him calm down.
Hey kid, whats your name?
Duh, moi name is Skeet McMiwwian.
Uh, whatcha like doin son?
I wike pwayin sock-er wand baskwetbwall
During our little conversation, I noticed that he had this bad
habit of cracking his knuckles. I found it annoying and I tried
telling him to stop but it appeared that he was ignoring me. I
finally had a chance to catch some zs then all of a sudden
I heard what sounded like a laugh. I turned towards Skeet and
I saw him lying on the ground rolling around and laughing. He
grunted when he laughed and when he was on the floor laughing
he looked like the bearded pigs I saw in the Singapore Zoo who
were happily enjoying their mud baths. He then suddenly shouted,
I wike Stweve Uwkew fwom Famiwy Mawwers coz he wemind
we of we! He dumb wike we dat why!
When he finally stopped laughing I could see that the rest of
the passengers were annoyed with the youngster. I know I was annoyed.
When I turned to tell Skeet to stop going crazy I found him asleep.
He finally conked out after a full 3 hours of just annoying people
like mad!
When we finally arrived in Hong Kong I was happy to know that
I wouldnt be seeing Skeet again. I departed from the aircraft
swiftly and collected my luggage. Before I managed to get out
of the baggage collection area I heard someone shouting at me.
I turned around and saw Skeet running towards me and when he finally
got to me he said,
Duh, tanks misser fer twalking to mee n stuff. Wye
de Bye.