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  • In one of my first stories (Kingdom in the Forest) I wrote about a theatre performance we took part in and as I am in a very good mood today I thought of writing some funny stories. So here is the first one.

    Our (the angels) role was to be present and sort of keep an eye on people’s lives, giving them strength and all that. One scene had we coming to the ’stage’, watching everything that was going on, then we had to turn our backs to the actors and the audience and then wait for our cue to go away. I was standing side by side with my best friend and we were not supposed to talk or anything. The whole atmosphere was solemn and noble. So, we stood there, thinking our thoughts and suddenly she breathed in an anxious voice, without ever moving a muscle –

    ’A bird just shitted on my head!’

    Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear! I literally thought I would die. I couldn’t laugh! But everything was just bubbling inside me, tears streaming down my face and the only thought I had was –

    ’Please, please, please say the line, so we can go!’

    Those 40 remaining seconds were the longest in my life! We reached the forest and I literally dropped to the ground laughing. As this was also an intermission, I could do that. Soon everybody was laughing because we couldn’t keep this story just to ourselves.

    Nobody else knew what was going on but the woman who was standing at my other side, later told me that all she could see was how my wings shook uncontrollably and she was wondering if I was having a fit or something.

    (Photo: from the performance. Song: one of the songs in the play performed by Jaak and Mart Johanson)
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