CW5 – Brer Rabbit Goes to the Carnival

to be read in a thick southern drawl

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Well, now, one fine day, Brer Rabbit decided to go just up the road a piece, to the carnival.  So he done put three nickels an’ a dime in his pocket and went skippin’, lickety-split, down the road to see the sights.

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So Brer Rabbit got to the gate, where Brer Bear was, sellin’ the tickets to git in fur five cents a-piece.  Now, Brer Rabbit had pulled some mighty fine tricks on Brer Bear, so when he come up a-smilin’ and a-wantin’ to git in, Brer Bear decided now was a good time to pay him back some.  Brer Bear thought he would jes charge Brer Rabbit extry fur a ticket.

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“Afternoon, Brer Bear,” says Brer Rabbit, janglin’ his nickels an’ dime in his pocket.  “How are you this fine day?”

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“Oh,” says Brer Bear, “I’m fair to middlin’.  Ticket’ll be ten cents.”

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Now, it happened that Brer Rabbit seed a sign earlier that day, sayin’ that tickets was goin’ fur on’y a nickel a-piece, so when Brer Bear says ten cents, Brer Rabbit knowed something was up.  But, he acted like nothin’ was the matter, so’s to catch Brer Bear off guard.

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“Here you is, Brer Bear,” says he, drawin’ a thin little dime outa his pocket.  “Why, Brer Bear!  Whatever can that be, crawlin’ up your back?”

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Now, Brer Bear had a mighty pow’ful fear of bugs, ‘specially the crawly kind, so he jest started twisten’ and jumpin’ and slappin’ at his back.  And when he finished dancin’ around, he saw that Brer Rabbit was gone in the gate, an’ what’s more, without paying!

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Brer Rabbit seed some mighty fine sights at that carnival – oh, my, did he!  First, he spent a dime on a passel o’ fried green tomatoes an’ some lemonade, and then went into the big circus tent to watch the show.  There was a turtle that ate fire, and a monkey that swung around on little bitty sticks, ‘way up in the air, an’ a couple o’ coons, painted up in red an’ white paint.  There was even a great big lion that jumped through hoops!  When the show was over, an’ he was stuffed with fried green tomatoes an’ lemonade till he was jest full as a tick, Brer Rabbit moseyed on over to where there was some prize booths.

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The first booth he came to was Brer Fox’s booth, all covered in spangly ribbons and green and yeller streamers.  Brer Fox had three little bitty bowls turned upside-down on the table.  He put a goober pea under one of the bowls, an’ swirled the bowls around.  Animals would pay him five cents and guess which bowl the goober pea was under.  If they were right, they got a prize – a fine set of tortoise-shell combs.  Well, now, Brer Rabbit, he figgered that those combs would make his fur so silky that Sis Rabbit would dance with him at the next hoedown.  He shore did want them combs!

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So, Brer Rabbit marched up, plunked down his nickel, an’ watched Brer Fox move those bowls around jest as fast!  An’ when the bowls stopped movin’, Brer Rabbit jest knew the goober pea was under the middle bowl.  But when Brer Fox lifted that bowl, there were nary a goober pea to be seen!

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“I shore am sorry ‘bout that, Brer Rabbit,” said Brer Fox, mockingly.  “Better luck next time, I’m thinkin’.”

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Well, Brer Rabbit was mystified where that pea had got to, but he plunked down another nickel to try again.  Brer Fox whipped his bowls around even faster than before, but Brer Rabbit kept those sharp eyes of his peeled on the bowl with the pea.  Again, Brer Fox raised up that bowl, and – no pea!

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“Wall, now, ain’t that strange?”  Brer Fox grinned an evil grin.  For once, he had Brer Rabbit stumped!

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Well, Brer Rabbit was startin’ to git jest a little bit mad, on account of he knew that pea had been under that bowl.  He figgered it must be some kind of trick Brer Fox was playin, an’ he was jest about right, too; but he didn’t know what the trick was.  Brer Rabbit jest stood there, rubbin’ his last nickel an’ trying to figger how to get them combs, when suddenly he felt somethin’ round an’ hard in his pocket.  It was jest a little bitty goober pea, but it gave Brer Rabbit an idea.

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“If it worked on Brer Bear,” he muttered to hisself, “it arter work on Brer Fox.”

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He marched back up to the table and plunked down his last nickel.  This time, he didn’t even bother to watch Brer Fox spinnin’ the bowls around.  Brer Fox finished mixin’ those bowls, and snickered at Brer Rabbit standin’ there, lookin’ mighty perplexed.

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“I hain’t got all day, Brer Rabbit,” smirked Brer Fox.  “What do you say?”

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Brer Rabbit scratched his ear in utter dismay.  “I knowed, I knowed, I jest got to figger…why Brer Fox, someone is stealin’ yo’ prizes!”

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Brer Fox whirled ‘round, ready to catch the thief.  There was no one there.  He had a sneakin’ hunch that somethin’ was up, but when he turned back around, Brer Rabbit was lookin’ jest as jumbled-up as ever.  Finally, Brer Rabbit tapped the bowl on the right.

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“Thar’s my choice, Brer Fox.”

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And Brer Fox held up the bowl with a smirky sort of sneer, ‘cause he knew that goober pea wa’n’t beneath that bowl.  But there lay the pea in plain sight!  Brer Fox shore was mad.  He knowed what kind of trick Brer Rabbit pulled on him, an’ was jest sp’ilin’ to pitch into him, but a crowd o’ other animals was waitin’ to play, an’ he didn’t want to spile his business.

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So, Brer Rabbit left that carnival with a full belly, a fine set of combs, an’ a good laugh, for out-wittin’ the master of wit hisself, Brer Fox.

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~carreen a

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~p.s. these pictures are of my own rabbit, slumgullion marshmallow dust bunny.  furball, for short.

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1 thought on “CW5 – Brer Rabbit Goes to the Carnival

  1. Wow, Careen, you have an adorable rabbit! Love the pictures! I also really enjoyed your story. You used some really clever “southern” phrases that made it very entertaining. You really captured the flavor of a carnival and I liked how you used a “goober pea” to fit the setting of the story. Nice job!

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