“Bells, Burgers, & Language Instruction ” (A Prose Poem)

by Anton Martin Smith

It’s midday.

“Shall we get pies or burgers” I say to my elderly mother.

The usual ‘bought lunch’ is a ‘chicken & mushroom’ pie for mum,

And a ‘Mince & Cheese variant for me from the ‘servo’ –

along with other incendiary items:

Classic Big Orange Drink that comes housed in a Plastic 2L ‘Milk Container’.

One Coffee for me either in a can or barista – depending on the weather.

“Yes let’s go for burgers” she says with a half energetic thought.

So the good but not really good servo pies are out today.

In my car I go.

I go to the asian eatery – where I have become a novelty.

This is because I like to engage with the staff – who are of various levels of ‘broken english’.

So Burgers now ordered, haggle over a ‘cash price’ done & negotiated.

While waiting I talk to the ‘most broken english’ staff member – the husband of the best talker.

He reminds me of the kind of foreigner that is working too hard to be able to learn the language.

This is not a criticism – just an observation – for we westerners are glib at how hard it is for a ‘far flunger’.

But this time he is keen for an ‘impromptu lesson’.

I see a ruler on the counter – I pick it up & say slowly, demonstratively the word ‘ruler’.

Of course ‘r’s’ & ‘l’s’ are impossible to pronounce, & this word has a double does.

After the as expected bad pronuncial result – I chastise myself for choosing that prop.

I see the counter bell

I say again clearly, teacherly drawn out, demonstrably & repeatedly

“Bell”….”Bell”…”Bell” as I finish it I rung the bell a little.

Before he has the chance to reply comes a disembodied from the back kitchen voice:

“I’M COMING”

We both laugh at this unintended consequence.

Isn’t it great? – the language of physical comedy needs no teacher.

The lesson ends as the now embodied voice comes in & hands over the burgers.

“There’s Extra beetroot for you” what a delight I think as I say my friendly goodbyes.

These little ‘slices of life’ are quite uplifting.

NB: I can report that at home the burgers were well received.

”Use The Sauce, Luke” (a skit)

by Martin Anton Smith

New Star Wars Movie!!!!!

I heard their is a new Star Wars movie (My very own spoof idea, in fact) where it has an alternate timeline.
Luke decides to not ever join the Jedi’s, & despite Yoda & Obiwan’s pleas, he decides to flip burgers for various transiting aliens (the Naboo etc) on the planet called Mos Isley.

The movie is called “Use the sauce Luke”. It culminates with Yoda & Obi-wan agreeing to stop harassing Luke at the Drive through window, & the also agree to quit the Force & work with Luke at the Drive Thru.

Here is a snippet of the proposed script:

Obiwan: Use the sauce Luke!
Luke: That’s what I’ve been doing all year dummy!
Yoda: Hot Pink Uniforms, great they are!
Luke: I thought I’d got rid of you guys!
Obiwan: Fair enough – You tired of us…but we got lonely! We ain’t as tough as we make out!By the way…how is your Father?
Luke: Pretty good, he owns the Franchise – but now he calls himself “Darth Feeder”
Yoda: ha ha ha Funny you are Master Luke!
Luke: Their ain’t nothin’ funny about the Galactic Burger Biz Yodes!
Obi-wan: Luke Are you sure your not “using too much of the sauce”?
The scene ends with “Darth Feeder” walking in breathing heavily, taking his helmet off & handing out overtime slips to them all & cursing the drunk aliens tha come into the drive thru after the alien bar closes.


(End scene )