A week or so back, a family of ducks. Mum, dad and the ducklings, wandered up from the creek, in our cul-de-sac, and risked their lives, waddling up the street.
" There goes dinner, Jo! ", Ron from across the road, called out, that time.
Today I went to check the mail and saw the white rabbit.!
Raced back inside to fetch my camera!
Only then, as usual, I really focused on the scene.
There were some boxes and a rope and at the end of the rope, one of the children, who live next door.
His father was there too. Wished me the best for the season.
Remarked that he believed this must be a pet rabbit, very likely escaped from a street away.
I agreed and explained that I would put its picture on the internet and write about my two productions of: Alice In Wonderland, at two different schools.
He looked interested and enthusiastic about that, but I’m sure that my sentimental response about a rabbit being followed by Alice in Wonderland, down a hole, was not what he was thinking about, himself, at this time.
As a retired primary school teacher, I feel sad that the boy, sitting at the end of that rope, ready to pull when the rabbit gets under the boxes, is missing out, as far as I can tell, from those last weeks of school, before the major, Christmas Holidays.
When my two children were in Year Six, at this time of year, they were performing in their school’s major musicals. She was Mrs Potivar, in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat and, two years later, he sang a solo in Bugsy Malone.
While, today, the boy, next door, was trapping a white rabbit.
I have no reason to think that the rabbit, if caught, will come to any harm. Hopefully, I’ll see an ad., in the local paper: Found: Young white rabbit.
Meanwhile, my mind travels back to that very pleasant tune:
Run rabbit. Run rabbit, Run. Run. Run…….(As sung by Flanagan & Allen.)
A little white rabbit has appeared in my cul-de-sac, this time, after the very successful performance, by a family of ducks, a few weeks ago!