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I Was Raised To Be A Lert
I Was Raised To Be A Lert
I Was Raised To Be A Lert
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I Was Raised To Be A Lert

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I Was Raised To Be A Lert is a collection of short childhood stories based on the life and blog posts of Pearl Vork-Zambory.

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Release dateDec 23, 2012
ISBN9781301697175
I Was Raised To Be A Lert

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    I Was Raised To Be A Lert - Pearl Vork-Zambory

    I Was Raised To Be A Lert

    Selections from Pearl, Why You Little…

    Pearl Vork-Zambory

    Published by Red Bird Chapbooks

    At Smashwords

    Copyright 2012 Pearl Vork-Zambory

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    Table of Contents

    Hey! The People Look Like Ants From Up Here

    Howdja Like to Make a Couple Bucks?

    Hi, My Name is Pearl and Have I Got a Deal For You

    Have You Considered A Laxative?

    Oh, You'll Be Fine

    I Was Always A Hippie At Heart

    A Pair of Brown Shoes

    You've Ruined That Song For Me

    Hey! Come Here Once

    I'll Ticka Your Back, You Ticka Mine

    Do You Like Me? Yes or No?

    Tonight We Feast

    The Scenic Mountains of Belgium

    Humor is a Communicable Condition

    Light As A Feather, Stiff As A Board

    P.S. You Look Very Nice Today

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    Hey! The People Look Like Ants From Up Here!

    I don't get in airplanes often, but I spent quite a bit of my childhood in them.

    My father was a crop duster when I was small. You remember crop dusters, don't you? Those crazy young men, flying under power lines, spraying the sugar beets with insecticides?

    That was my dad up there.

    I spent many afternoons in two-seater airplanes. Some days, from the top of the sky, the white clouds below us were scoops of ice cream; some days, from the bottom, they are the dark homes of barely visible men throwing lightning bolts at unsuspecting two-seaters, hoping to knock out electrical systems.

    Up on the Red River Valley, the storms, with no trees to slow them down, no hills to divert them, come quickly.

    Tell me when you see one, Pearl! my dad would shout over the roar of the Cessna; and I'd stare at the thunderheads, eyes open wide, because you just knew that those men with the thunderbolts moved so fast that something as slow as a blink was all they needed. As Dad explained, I wouldn't see the men – they were too fast – but I would see the lightning.

    So what are you gonna yell when you see danger, Pearl? What are you gonna say?

    I'm gonna yell DANGER! THREE O'CLOCK!

    That's right, he'd yell, nodding. Just like on the clock. You tell me where it is.

    My father was always poised to slip a life lesson into the day.

    There can never be enough lerts in the world, Pearl, he'd say, thoughtfully. Ya gotta be a lert.

    And I was the designated lert. I had a role to play, dagnabit; and at five, I took that responsibility seriously, knew that the fate

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