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Devils Lake Journal - Devils Lake, ND
You Shock Me by Danny Batson
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Dec. 5, 2012 12:47 a.m.



It was just one more winter at Grandma and Grandpa's farm. It was cold and stormy and the snow had blocked the roads in or out of the "round barn" farm south of Dawn. Not much for two kids to do in that kind of weather. My aunt, who was about four years older than me, was that smart little country girl who knew how to have fun in any situation. We would play checkers, marble games, and Dominos. We even had a deck of well used Old Maid cards which we played with often.

With Grandpa outside all day and Grandma in the kitchen most of the time we had the whole living room, which was warmed by a wood stove, and the whole upstairs which was cold most of the time, all to ourselves. There was nothing fancy in the old country home, just the basic items like a table to eat on, a couch to set on along with wood chairs, a bed with one chest to store things, and of course, the kitchen's cook stove and fridge.

Now you see why we had to make things up as children. Our little minds were work all the time to find something new to do. It was my aunt who liked to trick me often, and yes she always won at the games too. After getting bored with the living room floor we headed up stairs to find something else to do. Little did I know she had something in mind already.

We found a clothes hanger and started unwinding it to make a single long wire. Grandma would have been mad if she knew we destroyed a clothes hanger so we unwound another and used them as swords. She was bigger than me, so I got hit the most during our swordplay.

It turns out that there was a light above the staircase which never had a bulb in it; as long as we could remember. I just thought it didn't work. My aunt said "Lets check it out."  "How?" I asked. We tied the two hangers together to make a long wire, then she stuck it in the socket and it didn't do a thing. Nothing happened.

"Here you try it" she said. I did, and as I stood on my tiptoes I stuck it in the socket and she hit the light switch. This was my first experience with electricity. "You told me it was dead." I yelled. She said "It is. Try it again." Now I'm not stupid, but that shock must have affected my thinking. I did it again and this time it was dead...until she hit the switch again. It's a funny feeling when electricity flows through you. It seemed to travel to every area of my body.

My aunt and I fought a lot back then, but we only had each other so we made up fast. Today we are more like brother and sister. We even get along without fighting!  DB

 

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