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A reading book I recall from junior school with a moral tale; <1980s
A man who travelled the continent (possibly Africa) in his plane – described as if a small single prop – was given a monkey and he took it with him in the plane then after a while it fell ill – he consulted a vet & was asked what he fed it, he said bananas and the vet asked if they were ripe, the man replied yes and the vet advised him that it is humans that like the sweetness of a ripened yellow banana, while the monkey generally chooses the unripe green banana – he was effectively giving it the equivalent of rotten fruit (= rotten monkey).
May have been in a short story collection or a novella
A short story of an airman [in the war?] who has to parachute to safety and lands in the English channel, some tumultuous action & turbulence, a splashdown, vagueness – knocked out? – Then yes, after a spell of unconsciousness he awakens, he is in a subterranean environment and there are people – a civilisation, he is given a strong smelling/tasting drink that reminds him of cabbages and is gradually restored to full health and discovers more of this place, with a transport system (may have been like cable cars), and the only way out is the way he came in – through the ‘sky’ [roof], he manages this and when he is discovered attempting his return to civilisation he describes all this but cannot say whether or not he dreamt the whole thing.
Short story probably called ‘Vendetta’
Solved, see footnote
A woman is distraught when her son is murdered and she knows it is the local ‘heat’, a crimelord of sorts who exercises his power ruthlessly (read ‘murderously’). To locals the woman appears to have gone reclusive, but in fact she is still actively pursuing her interest in avenging her son – she secretly procures a dog and trains it (the training is detailed considerably in stages) and when it will attack going directly for the throat and she is confident it will obey under the duress of a real situation, she disguises herself as a shabbily dressed old man, shambles into town ‘walking the dog’ and dispenses of her son’s murderer with the dog before apparently vanishing i.e. there was no old man and the dog is faithfully obedient (it either walks obeying into it’s own demise or is kept without further call upon it to attack)…
>>Update 12DEC2k13 footnote
– found while researching for a Yahoo!Answers question,
…it is called, ‘A Vendetta’ by Guy de Maupassant
Short story or chapter from a story called ‘Wasteland’
I recall this as being a group of friends who are hanging out after dusk, the wasteland is a town perimeter flytippers’ type haunt, and any other manner of mispent activity – urban but undeveloped – cracked concrete sprouting weeds, lichen suggesting age of lapse into ruin, streetlighting beating back the dark for a new but eerie feel.
Poem about a character called Peter Grimes
May have included rowing a boat on a river
Poem about x number of ways to kill a man
[10?] references, some metaphorical, maybe all to ‘death sentences’ – stoning, guillotine, noose, electric chair, lethal injection, crucifixion… …how many are there?
Short story set in a theatre, about a stage production troupe performing
The country this is set in is militaristic -a dictatorship, armed guards attend the performances, the ‘policy’ is normalise everything and so the beautiful are made ugly with disfiguring masks, the strong are made weak with weights that slow and limit their movement – a ballerina with a grotesque mask (illiciting “wows” and gasps from the audience as they speculate as to the degree of her beauty based on the ugliness of the mask) is dancing with her lead who is lifting her effortlessly despite huge weights on his arms & legs that surely would prevent any movement at all….
In a moment of decisiveness the lead, easily strong & skilled enough to tear the weights from his body single-handedly, does just that – also taking the ballerina’s mask from her face and revealing her explicit forbidden beauty – the low sweeping dance moves they were making become leaps up into the air – seemingly impossible feats, twists & somersaults while airborne, like they will never land…. The audience is at first wowed, then overwhelmed, then due to their indoctrination – disgusted…., reviled! Sensing this, the guards have to make their move – they shoot the fated couple down out of the air, ripping into the lead with a spray of bullets that somehow still do not finish him – he is making a getaway, still able to move athletically and leap beyond the scope of any normal man when eventually he is brought down – Between them, and in the midst of a great confusion & panic the guards have stopped him in his tracks – everything is normal again….
Novel I started reading, possibly from the travelling library bus
A condemned man is smuggled a length of pipe which he has to force down his throat to prevent his neck from breaking and still be able to breathe if he is to escape death when he hangs. He does survive & the story unfolds from his regaining consciousness [in the morgue if memory serves] and now fugitive state…
May have been called ‘The Painted Lady’ by Edward/Edmund/Edwin _’surname unknown’
Cannot remember much detail apart from the sleeve design – a drawing of someone painted as if to represent shame – like tarred & feathered, but with make-up
I once read a collection of short stories; <1980s
One was a tale of a cat with wings that was found in some woods and a vet/specialist that checked it over said it was physically ok but could not describe how it had become so – what parents it had, did it hatch from an egg? etc….
In the same book if memory serves correctly;
SOLVED, see footnote,
The subject if not the title is ‘Time Glass’, a couple out for a drive happen across a ‘time glass’ vendor living in a remote countryside house, they are well aware of the product but have never been able to find any at a reasonable price that has years of ‘life’ in it, – Time glass is like a movie in a window pane – the longer a pane absorbs the view, the longer it lasts, and these are beautiful remote countryside views wherever the glass pane is installed…, happy tale – satisfied customers.
>>Update 6May2k8, footnote
I have been contacted by another Xangan;
This one was driving me crazy, too. I have found it, though. It’s a short story by Bob Shaw about “slow glass” titled “Light of Other Days. Based on the book covers shown in the anthology section under Bob Shaw on the following web site, I think this is from the “World’s Best Science Fiction 1967.” Good luck. MB http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/s/bob-shaw/ MBeique
…. and there you have it 🙂
Further to that then, researching this title and the author, I found there’s a reference to ‘Slow Glass’ in the Wikipedia article entitled, ‘Slow_light’ & the story itself can be read online.
The contents listing of said book are now to be researched too – hopefully this may turn up some of these other titles – most satisfying & rewarding, Thanks MBeique
[from same title?]
SOLVED, see footnote,
A tale of a time travelling company taking bookings for all major historical events – a group of friends decide to go see the crucifixion of Christ and when they are transported through time to the event they realise it is the actual thing and it is very much like they are the people of the time (for why should they be regarded as any different), they are subjected to the brute force of the Roman guards & treated like any other member of the heckling crowd that had amassed as the story goes awry with panic, and while fleeing the guards they have the very real impression of it being the first instance of it ever taking place – as if they had thought it was a re-enactment and the truth was none other than the grim fact itself….
>>Update 6Feb2k13, footnote
>This is entitled “Let’s Go To Golgotha” & it’s by Garry Kilworth…eventually turned up through my own research as I gave an answer on Y!A
I recommend this read, it not only stuck in my mind all these years but the message is…, well – it transcends time – obviously. 🙂
>[-Update 23Mar2k8 Update-]
& possibly still the same collection of short stories;
A family who has lived isolated in the frozen wastelands of a post-apocalyptic earth – a bleak future vision where the sun is no more – either extinguished or destroyed, or the earth is somehow flung away off it’s orbit, or perhaps something shields the suns rays preventing them penetrating the atmosphere…. (I remember the story saying something like ‘they [we] do not know what happened’, it sets the scene and the description of a dark cold world further instils the stark reality of such circumstances)…
The family members take it in turns to go out for buckets of oxygen to keep the vital fire burning back in the shelter they survive in – it is draped all around the living area with blankets forming layers radiating out from the heat source as the only way to allow access and keep heat in at the same time. Much of the atmospheric gases have frozen and fallen to earth in the order they froze in and so the oxygen is found above and below other gases and the colour of each belies them – they search different areas on a rotation basis and perform a routine scouting of the places on the look out for any means of bettering their living conditions – they are always told to look out for others too, but they are coming to believe they are the only people left alive. One family member [mum/daughter] out collecting though thinks they have seen someone but also thinking it unlikely, she neglects to mention it – presently though someone else sees something and upon discussing it the other sighting comes to light and so begins a period of expectation about others – the possibility that they will simply loot and kill to better serve their own purposes is not ruled out – the balance struck is very delicate, life is so fragile – then eventually another sighting and an encounter reveals there is a surviving community in a government shelter, the occupants lucky enough to have been forewarned and that such a place existed – The family are saved and the shelter in which they were surviving is maintained as an outpost for teaching the survival basics…. //23Mar2k8<
I’m not certain how many books of short stories I read from the lower school library, but here’s another tale I remember, so probably from at least two books;
A captain & his crew on an alien world have captured a beast and the captain has expressed a desire to kill it for food – there is some speculation as to the known facts regarding the species intellect and that they have a vocabulary and communicate much the same as humans – after this, the creature speaks up and addresses the captain with a clear understanding of english and a refined grasp of the language at that – some crew members are in doubt as to how right it would be to kill the creature, and as it continues speaking some appear swayed, thinking that killing it would be immoral. The captain taking it all in hears this and then, perhaps feeling duty-bound, despatches it and orders it cooked and served up with a fine wine. //23Apr2k8<
Story of a boy who has a means to [telepathically] control the motor functions of at least the lower forms – He is toying with a rat making it eat it’s own tail, while he watches, when the story takes a turn….., if not actually used, the keyword springing to mind is ‘karma’.
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