A WHonderful Adventure
An anonymous response to the Whyte-TriteS renaming survey:
"Is there anything else you wish to add?"
Not really. except that the other day i was walking up the stairwell (towards the café) when i suddenly heard an alarming screech. I raced up in a peculiar fashion, three steps at a time (instead of my regular four) and in my haste wen too far up! suddenly i found myself in the secret attic at Grebel! (what you didn't know Grebel had an attic? well, you obviously haven't find the magical portal yet) Anyhow, so i got up to the attic see, and there was this purple owl sitting up there.
So i asked it, i said 'owl, why are you purple?' and it was like "hoot hoot hoooooot" and then i was just plain frustrated. So i asked it "owl?" i asked, then i changed my mind and decided to demand. so i demanded "OWL!" and it was like "whoooot" (yes this time is said it with an WH) anyways,I demanded "OWL! you know i don't speak OWL, not even with the WH dialect!" So the the OWL looked at me and blinked (like owls usually do) and said "I know you can't" "why then owl" (i was talking now) "why then owl did you try?" "whell" he said and i said "welll WHat?" and he was like "aren't you in the wrong place?" and so was a little more than just a little confused so i asked "WHat do you mean the wrong place?" and the purple owl streatched his wings and said "you were in the stairWHell and weren't you going somewhere?" ah! i said, oh yes, i was going to Wites-Trites Cafe. But the purple Owl suddenly raised his bigh huge WHite eyebrows and opened his big huge WHings and then he opened his big black bended beak and let out a screech (that was the reason i WHas here in the first place) and i said "OWl!" i said. "WHy did you screech?" "It is pronounced WHyté! ,WHyté!" i was a little taken aback (well thats because i had actually stepped back, so i was taken a-back see?) "WHyté ?"
"WHytéééééééééééééééééé!” “oh.” I said “WHyté”. The owl nodded and was very pleased. He brought down his big WHite eyebrows , folded his big huge WHings, closed his big black bended beak and smiled (because contrary to what you might think, owls really can smile… especially when you make them happy) So, with a WHink of his eye I was back in the stairWHell. And I went to the café. And I sat down. And I said to myself. “WHyté-TriteS” and was happy. As I sat. and did my work. And watched the fireplace. And…. (whatelse?) oh ya. And listened to Jazzy music. And now, whenever I see mark Whyte, I know that that’s not his real name at all. Because I know, that its really (and this is a secret) pronounced “WHyté”
"Is there anything else you wish to add?"
Not really. except that the other day i was walking up the stairwell (towards the café) when i suddenly heard an alarming screech. I raced up in a peculiar fashion, three steps at a time (instead of my regular four) and in my haste wen too far up! suddenly i found myself in the secret attic at Grebel! (what you didn't know Grebel had an attic? well, you obviously haven't find the magical portal yet) Anyhow, so i got up to the attic see, and there was this purple owl sitting up there.
So i asked it, i said 'owl, why are you purple?' and it was like "hoot hoot hoooooot" and then i was just plain frustrated. So i asked it "owl?" i asked, then i changed my mind and decided to demand. so i demanded "OWL!" and it was like "whoooot" (yes this time is said it with an WH) anyways,I demanded "OWL! you know i don't speak OWL, not even with the WH dialect!" So the the OWL looked at me and blinked (like owls usually do) and said "I know you can't" "why then owl" (i was talking now) "why then owl did you try?" "whell" he said and i said "welll WHat?" and he was like "aren't you in the wrong place?" and so was a little more than just a little confused so i asked "WHat do you mean the wrong place?" and the purple owl streatched his wings and said "you were in the stairWHell and weren't you going somewhere?" ah! i said, oh yes, i was going to Wites-Trites Cafe. But the purple Owl suddenly raised his bigh huge WHite eyebrows and opened his big huge WHings and then he opened his big black bended beak and let out a screech (that was the reason i WHas here in the first place) and i said "OWl!" i said. "WHy did you screech?" "It is pronounced WHyté! ,WHyté!" i was a little taken aback (well thats because i had actually stepped back, so i was taken a-back see?) "WHyté ?"
"WHytéééééééééééééééééé!” “oh.” I said “WHyté”. The owl nodded and was very pleased. He brought down his big WHite eyebrows , folded his big huge WHings, closed his big black bended beak and smiled (because contrary to what you might think, owls really can smile… especially when you make them happy) So, with a WHink of his eye I was back in the stairWHell. And I went to the café. And I sat down. And I said to myself. “WHyté-TriteS” and was happy. As I sat. and did my work. And watched the fireplace. And…. (whatelse?) oh ya. And listened to Jazzy music. And now, whenever I see mark Whyte, I know that that’s not his real name at all. Because I know, that its really (and this is a secret) pronounced “WHyté”