Fiction

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Learning on the job...


In a dusty Bazaar, Marco Polo is engaged in a ancient custom well known in Central Asia...

Abdul: Why should I give you my camel-I love it like my daughter!

Marco: If this camel is like all the other camels I've seen I pity your daughter.

Abdul: spoken with wit young man-but surely you can see what a fine camel it is, and you
are, I hear in great need of transport

Marco: with THAT skinny thing-what is it supposed to carry?

Abdul: come, come it's better then that it can carry twice it's weight

Marco: when it enters paradise perhaps-which looks to be soon

Abdul: Tell you what young man, I'll let you have it for seventy pieces of silver

Marco: Hah! It's barely worth twenty

Abdul: lets make it fifty

Marco: thirty

Abdul: forty

Marco: done


Marco brings the camel back to Nicelo and Maffeo in the camp. Nicelo looks at it. He says,"Marco
how much did you say you paid for this?

Marco: Why

Niccelo: because this wretched thing is practically lame. Don't fill bad-most men
get taken at times.

Marco: what do we do

Niccelo: Well at least we don't have to worry about dinner tonight...

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