Carnival

When I was a kid growing up in Rogers Park in Chicago there was a yearly fundraiser and activity that my entire family participated in. It was the carnival. My mother sold ride tickets, my father ran a game and as we grew up we went from assisting my dad to running our own gaming booth. As kids it was great fun, the lights, glitz, jingle and shouting. The smell of fried foods along with “come on in and play, put your money down. Don’t let that girl think your a clown, win her a giant teddy bear.” It was an opportunity to write very bad jingles and shout them out to the world.

A traveling carnival has come to our small town and I am looking forward to walking down the runway and smelling the fried foods and soaking in the memories. I wonder how a dragon would respond to some of the usual shenanigans at a carnival?