Sarah and I used to be quite the little spies when we were younger. We enjoyed it to its fullest, taking advantage of our tricky twinness (sort of stereotypical twin behavior... Mischievous yet playful... You know, Fred and George style) and useful smallness (to hide under the beds or in the shoe closet or behind the fake plant with the leaves that are fun to pull off. Heh heh heh) to furiously record conversations and then slip away to report back to headquarters with the observations.
I'll actually let you in on a little secret... In all honesty it has been revealed many a year ago, but not many know of this once-classified information. When Sarah and I wanted to spy after dinner we would say "Y-P-S" and then give a nod or something to show confirmation. This was a code, believe it or not, backwards for the word SPY, believe it or not. Our parents didn't catch on to it until one time our uncle came over and we divulged the meaning (the things you do for family...) of our little clever code.
Our natural gifts of swiftness, observation, and gumption came in handy whenever we ordered pizza. The pizza man, a creature morphing into a new form upon every ring of the doorbell, helped us tune our senses. Our ears sharpened, necessity often forcing us to make judgement calls based on voice alone! Our wits more acute when a stranger's presence showered us in jeopardy! Would the pizza man see us, hunkered down under the ferns, quietly reporting into the walkie-takie? Would we dare poke our heads above the foliage for a better glimpse of this stranger, soon to disappear from our lives forever?
Those were thrilling times, behind those ferns!
So, amidst old notepads warning the reader "DO NOT LOOK", "Looking is forbidden", and "I will roar if you read this" I find the reports of those brave souls on the field.
Know the lingo:
PM- Pizza Man
S- Sarah
H- Hannah
BP- Backpack
M- Mama
restaurant- an area in our yard where we used to play like it was a restaurant
Pizza Man Spy Record {original spelling mistakes and scratch-outs included in report below. First paragraph is written by Sarah, the rest is by Hannah}
Yeah, we always tried to scare the pizza man... frankly I don't think Sarah's animal noises did the trick.
Anyway, spying was a blast.
I'll actually let you in on a little secret... In all honesty it has been revealed many a year ago, but not many know of this once-classified information. When Sarah and I wanted to spy after dinner we would say "Y-P-S" and then give a nod or something to show confirmation. This was a code, believe it or not, backwards for the word SPY, believe it or not. Our parents didn't catch on to it until one time our uncle came over and we divulged the meaning (the things you do for family...) of our little clever code.
Our natural gifts of swiftness, observation, and gumption came in handy whenever we ordered pizza. The pizza man, a creature morphing into a new form upon every ring of the doorbell, helped us tune our senses. Our ears sharpened, necessity often forcing us to make judgement calls based on voice alone! Our wits more acute when a stranger's presence showered us in jeopardy! Would the pizza man see us, hunkered down under the ferns, quietly reporting into the walkie-takie? Would we dare poke our heads above the foliage for a better glimpse of this stranger, soon to disappear from our lives forever?
Those were thrilling times, behind those ferns!
So, amidst old notepads warning the reader "DO NOT LOOK", "Looking is forbidden", and "I will roar if you read this" I find the reports of those brave souls on the field.
Spies
A1-Sarah A2- Hannah
.....
A2 is going out to the field. Superb opportunity for us to spy, but also for us to get caught. We are taking the necessary measures into consideration with every move we make.
.....
OBJECTIVE #1
Find out where people are. Go to street, yard, &/or lane to gather more info.
A1, me, developed Objective 1 by the request of A2. Relaying info now. A2 has copied and will try to complete.
A2 returns to base.
A2 will go to b,room,
.....
end of mission
aborted mission
Know the lingo:
PM- Pizza Man
S- Sarah
H- Hannah
BP- Backpack
M- Mama
restaurant- an area in our yard where we used to play like it was a restaurant
Pizza Man Spy Record {original spelling mistakes and scratch-outs included in report below. First paragraph is written by Sarah, the rest is by Hannah}
idea for PM: Becuase S is using a pen with bubbles, why not blowwbubbles?! H agrees. S will blow bubbles H is getting a pen so I can blow bubbles while she writes. Wind blows while H gone S is SCARED! It's been more than 30 sec.onsand H isn't HERE!!! How hard is it to find a pen? H is back. Leacage on BP!
Flimsy Bubbles. S says wimpy. Plan fails. S is sad. S puts BP in House. Airplane above. or is it something else? S is back. S is now recorder. Never mind! OK. :P I don't want to record. last PM was in a red truck. Maybe red truck or white. Probably. Found a snail shell. Empty? I think so. I hope. we hear noise from-- Whoa! H finds stick because S needs one. Heavy,must be heavy. goes over to restaurant. S uses stick toBolhold ferns down so we can see. Slow car coming. This might be it. False Alarm. car goes up to neighbor's driveway. H and S must be quite for neighbor. IDEA! PM comes (he's Here) M says Yes, Blue-Black car. S growls a cougar growl!!
Yeah, we always tried to scare the pizza man... frankly I don't think Sarah's animal noises did the trick.
Anyway, spying was a blast.
