It began in great joy with Linda, and then she spoke long in the thing she calls a telephone, and I hear her talk of me to some of those to whom she s...eaks. I am glad she talks of me, it makes a good feeling in me that she is willing to do this.Then she took me in a thing that moves at her command. Very fast does it move, faster by far than anyone may run, and it allows travel farther than many will ever go in their lives.I have seen many wondrous things. There are people here so old I do not. The two of them watchedJames' Dad talk.James' Dad was fluent in French, and Spanish, strongly passable in oneChinese dialect, and spoke some Hindi. Any time he had advanced noticethat he was going somewhere he spent as much time as he could beforestudying the language before he arrived. And he kept relationships withthe people he worked with, but James had never met any of the people."Thank you, Sean," he said at the end of the phone conversation, thenhung up."I have a friend that works for. Scott and Andrew sprayed themselves down in the showers and wiped themselves down. They didn't take off their speedos since they were coming back, but everyone else walked to the lockers naked. Trying to hide it, Andrew got a slight lump as usual. Scott didn't notice.----Scott and Andrew return from lunch----They went up to the receptionist at the pool and flashed their membership cards. The boys went to the locker room and undressed to their speedos. Scott headed towards the pool, Andrew. ”“What have you got there?”Sid held up the two strips of meat and said, “Steak of snake.”“Sounds delicious,” Cynthia said rolling her eyes. There had been a time when she would have protested. After eating dried meats, sausages, cheese, and stale bread, any kind of fresh meat sounded good. She had just about reached the point where roast buzzard would have sounded appetizing.“Yes it does,” Sid said with a grin.Looking through the remaining food stocks, Cynthia said, “We’ve got a few tubers.