973. Mrs Brussels Sprout’s day

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Today was the day Mrs Brussels Sprout had looked forward to all her life. It was Harvest Day!

For months – and all through the cold winter – she had worked hard to produce twenty or thirty babies. Under each leaf nodule a baby had sprouted. She had quite lost count.

“Today, children,” said Mrs Brussels Sprout to her brood, “should be the proudest day of your life. The very reason for our being planted, the very reason for our existence, is about to be fulfilled. It is the climax of our dreams; the apex of our desires. When the gardener comes along and cuts us down, we will be ready to be steamed and sauced. Rejoice, O little ones! Rejoice!”

“Oh happy day!” sang the little Brussels Sprouts. “Oh happy day!”

“Here comes the gardener now,” called out Mrs Brussels Sprout. “He’s going to cut off my head. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HELP! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! RUN CHILDREN! RUN!”

32 thoughts on “973. Mrs Brussels Sprout’s day

  1. Cynthia Jobin

    Mrs. BS obviously has mixed feelings about the situation, an ambivalence psychology calls “cognitive dissonance”. I am not usually sympathetic to brussels sprouts, so little did I know, when I arose this morning, I would be moved to consider their mental problems.

    Nice personification, Bruce, and I imagine that—just as in the Fables de La Fontaine—there’s a moral up your sleeve. I just haven’t yet figured out what it is.

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  2. Yvonne

    I find it interesting that your posts and those of Derrick generally appear one after the other on my reader. Do you fellows have an agreed schedule for publishing? What is Derrick going to do after 7 July?

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      I must admit that in North Carolina my Brussels Sprouts were magnificent! The garden was fairly near the road and people even stopped their cars and took photos!! I haven’t had any luck growing them since.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      I always thought I was following you! Being the good assistant gardener that you are, and learning from Mrs BS’s experience, I hope you hear the cry for help each time the Head Gardener pulls a weed.

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  3. noelleg44

    We also fry them with bacon. Our kids liked them when they were little – we introduced them to all sorts of veggies, some of which they have discarded as they became adults, but we did our job. My son likes them with sour cream!

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