This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ---------------------- multipart/alternative attachment Literature 101 Assignment: What was the author's overall message in this story? Please explain how the different stages of life are represented in the = text. What do the characters, Mr. & Mrs. Dick, represent? How would have Trumpel's reaction differed if he believed in an = afterlife? Explain why the one-tusk elephant is significant. :-) Barbara Richmond, RPT still considering that graduate degree in English somewhere near Peoria, IL -------------------------------------------------------------------------= ----- The Runaway Piano There were so many things in Mr Dick's junk shop that he had = quite forgotten what some of them were. There were tables with funny = legs, chairs with wobbly backs, beds with broken springs and all kings = of other useless items. "What a muddle!" Mrs Dick would grumble. "Why don't you get rid = of some of it?" "Yes, yes, all right my dear, I will," Mr Dick would murmur. But = he never did. Tucked away in a dark and dusty corner, behind the shop door, was = an old piano. It had once belonged to a famous pianist and its name had = been written across the front in gleaming gold letter : 'Trumpelmetzel'. = But over the years the lettering had faded until only the word 'Trumpel' = remained. There was no-one to play Trumpel now - only Grey-Whisker Mouse, = who ran over the keys at night-time. And there was no-one to listen to = Trumpel's music either - except for Jumbo, the white wooden elephant = with only one tusk, who stood near the piano in the dark corner. He = loved to hear the sounds that Trumpel made when Grey-Whisker Mouse ran = over the keys. "What wonderful music," he would say. "Please Trumpel, = let's have that tune again." One day when Mrs Dick was in the shop, she scolded Mr Dick yet = again. "It's about time you turned out all this rubbish. That old piano = should be chopped up for firewood. And as for that dreadful white = elephant - just look at it, it's only got one tusk." "I suppose you're right, my dear," sighed Mr Dick. "Nobody seems = to want things like that nowadays. I'll see about it tomorrow." That night, when the pale moonbeams were shining into Mr Dick's = shop, Grey-Whisker Mouse came out to scamper over the piano's ivory = keys. But the piano played a very sad tune. "What's wrong Trumpel?" = asked Grey-Whisker Mouse. "Didn't you hear what Mr Dick said?" wailed Trumpel. "I'm going = to be chopped up for firewood tomorrow." "Why don't you run away?" "How can I?" cried the piano. "I may have legs, but I can't move = them." "I wish I could help," boomed Jumbo. "Real elephants are so = strong. If only I could move!" A blue moon had risen in the sky and was shining full on the = white elephant. And in the magic moonlight something wonderful happened. "Look! Look at Jumbo! He moved. I'm sure he moved!" squeaked = Grey-Whisker Mouse excitedly. "Yes," boomed Jumbo, "but I'll have to act fast. This kind of = magic only happens once in a blue moon and doesn't last long." The Piano started to move, slowly at first, then fast and faster = and faster until with a tremendous crash it burst through the doorway = and landed out in the street. "Oh no," groaned Trumpel. "Now you've done it, Jumbo. You'd = better escape while you can." At that very moment the moon disappeared behind a cloud. "Oh = dear," said Jumbo. "I knew this magic wouldn't last. I can't move at all = now." Lights came on in the shops and houses round about, and soon = people were running up the street. Mr Dick rushed downstairs to see what = had happened. "How did the piano get there?" he said, rubbing his eyes. = "And that elephant!" With a neighbor's help, Mr Dick carried the piano = and the elephant back into the shop. Then, still feeling very puzzled, = he went to bed. Next morning, the story of the night's strange happenings soon = spread through the town. One neighbor told another that Mr Dick's shop = had been broken into - and someone else suggested that he must have some = really priceless antiques. When Mrs Dick heard this suggestion, she = said, "Oh yes, he has, oh of course he has. He has lots of priceless = antiques." After that, people began coming in to the shop, first in ones and = twos, then in threes and fours, eager to have the pick of Mr Dick's = priceless antiques. Soon there was almost nothing left for Mr Dick to = throw out or chop up. But still no-one seemed to want the old piano or = the white wooden elephant with only one tusk. Mr Dick was just about to close his shop at dinner-time when a = young man rushed in, clanging the doorbell. "What can I do for you, young sir?" asked Mr Dick. He recognized = the young man as a music student who lived in a tiny little room down = the street. "I heard you have a piano for sale," said the young man. "Is it = still here? Can I see it?" "Mr Dick will let you have it cheap," said Mrs Dick hastily, "if = you take that elephant as well." The young man hesitated. He was not sure that he had room for an = elephant as well as a piano. He ran his fingers thoughtfully over = Trumpel's keys. "I do like the sound it makes." Then he looked at the = white elephant. "All right. The elephant goes with the piano. I'll take = them both." Jumbo was so happy - and so was Trumpel! And inside the piano = Grey-Whisker Mouse did a little dance for joy - for he had no intention = of being left behind by his two friends. "You won't regret it, young man," said Mr Dick. "This piano used = to belong to a famous pianist. So I am sure that with its help you too = will be famous one day!" And do you know - he was! ---------------------- multipart/alternative attachment An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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