Grunwalski
Have you heard the story of Grunwalski?*
"Nothing like a good shit", said the small, white haired man emerging from the toilet cubicle. The sound flushing water filled the air.
Vince and Hubert stopped shouting at each other and looked at this man as he walks out of the cubicle, walking towards the basin. Nothing of what both the young man we're arguing about seemed to bother him.
"You believe in God?", ask the old man. "That's the wrong question".
He turn on the tap and washed his hands. "Does God believe in us?".
"I once had a friend called Grunwalski", he said while glancing over towards Hubert. "We were sent to Siberia together".
"When you go to a Siberian work camp, you travel in a cattle car", and so he went on.
"You roll across icy steppes for days without seeing a soul", he said as he turned his sight towards Vince. "You huddle to keep warm".
"But it's hard to relieve yourself.. to take a shit. You can't do that on the train".
"The only time the train stops is to take on water to the locomotive".
Hubert and Vince kept on listening. No one said anything but the old man.
"But Grunwalski was shy", he said as he walked towards the tissue dispenser. "Even when we bathed together he got upset.. I used to kid him about it".
"So the train stops and everyone jumped out to shit on the tracks", laughed the old man. "I'd tease Grunwalski so much.. so much that he went off on his own".
"Then the train starts moving, so everyone jumps on", said the old man seriously as he turn to look at both the young man.
"It waits for nobody".
"Grunwalski had a problem", he went on. "He had gone behind a bush.. and was still shitting".
Hubert and Vince sniggered. The old man smiled and continued his story.
"So I saw him coming out from behind the bush.. holding up his pants.. with his hands".
"He tries to catch up", said the old man, mimicking Grunwalski's action. "I hold out my hand, but each time he reaches for it, he lets go of his pants.. and it drops to his ankles".
"He pulls them back up and starts running again", the old man said. "But they fall back down when he reaches out for me".
"Then what happened?", ask Vincent as he and Hubert laughs.
"Nothing", replied the old man. "Grunwalski froze to death".
"Au revoir", the old man said as he walked out the toilet.
*
I took this story from a French movie I got from Munggay, La Haine.
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- Sunday, February 22, 2009
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