Test (2)

I entered the log cabin where a single redwood table came to view. Behind the expensive looking table was a young looking man. He wore a brown overcoat, white shirt black tie and an unidentifiable blue material for pants.

If I stole it from him....it would fetch a high price wouldn't it? Afterall, it was a new design, unknown material and looked fashionable.

"A street rat?" the man asked in surprise.

Of course I'm a street rat, what did he expect? Besides, I couldn't have been the first, right? It can't be that this man just believes that I'm wasting his time, can it? How narrow minded.

"Why are you here?" the man asked. He thought to himself, 'it can't be that this street rat knows to read now, can he?'

It should be said that most street rats were very resourceful and observant and would make great detectives. The only problem was that they were illiterate and suspicious.

"Mmmn," I responded....wait, that wasn't right.

Let's see.....he asked why are you here so I'm supposed to say...."for money."

No no, that wasn't right either. Didn't the rich people add a bunch of words to their answers.

First you acknowledge yourself so that you can earn credit, right?

"I....," and then what do they say after that?

The man in front of me then started to chuckle, "such an honest child! he said."

Hmn, it seems like he likes honesty, I'll have to keep that in mind.

"Can you read?" he asked.

"Mmn," I answered, now that was a yes or no question. If it starts with a can, I answer with a mmn. At least it works every time...

"Write?"

"Mmmn," right? Why the heck did he say right? Of course I'm right, if I wasn't then I'd have been long dead. This is a world where only 'right' people can live! If you were 'wrong' then you'd be shunned! And if you shunned then people try to avoid you, how can I earn money then?

"Good, good. Now, for the tests."

He then took out a small, round device with a rectangular hole in the middle. Circular lines, which I assumed were buttons littered the device. It was a weird device, something I haven't seen before, even in all my pickpocketing life.

Suddenly, it projected an image three times the size of the device, stunning me into silence. If I could get that device....I can already taste the money....