THE NIGHT

WE WON THE

BUICKA S T O R Y B Y J O H N G R I G G S

THIS SCENARIO IS ABOUT HOW A

TEENAGER LEARNS THAT BEING RICH SOMETIMES DOES

NOT INVOLVE MONEY AT ALL.

JOHN GRIGG

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JOHN EDWARD POYNDER GRIGG WAS

A BRITISH WRITER, HISTORIAN AND

POLITICIAN. HE WAS THE 2ND BARON

ALTRINCHAM FROM 1955 UNTIL HE

DISCLAIMED THAT TITLE UNDER THE

PEERAGE ACT ON THE DAY IT RECEIVED THE

ROYAL ASSENT IN 1963.

VOCABULARY

CLOP- SOUND OF HORSES HOOF STRIKING THE PAVEMENT MORTGAGED- KEEP AS GUARANTEE OR SECURITY AGAINST PAYMENT OF A LOAN CHINTZ – PRINTED AND GLAZED COTTON FABRIC RAFFLED OFF- DISPOSED OFF IN A LOTTERY BUNTING – STREAMERS

LAVISH –LUXURIOUS PANTING – BREATHING HEAVILY

ETHICAL – MORAL MORALS OR PRINCIPLES CHAUFFEURS –DRIVERBRIDLE – LEATHER BANDS PUT ROUND A HORSE’S HEAD TO CONTROL IT WHILE RIDING. PORCH – AREA AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE HOUSE. APHORISM – SAYING; QUOTATION

BARTERS BUICK

BRIDLE CHINTZ

SUMMARY

THE STORY ROTATES AROUND A YOUNG BOY WHO IS ASHAMED OF HIS FAMILY BECAUSE HIS FAMILY WAS THE ONLY ONE IN THE TOWN WHICH DOES NOT OWN A CAR. THEIR DAILY SHOPPING TRIPS WERE MADE IN

DISREPUTABLE TWO – WHEELED BASKET CART DRAWN BY A HORSE CALLED BARTERS.

EVERY LOP OF HIS SPLAYED HOOFS PROVED THEIR

POVERTY. HIS FATHER’S SALARY AS A CLERK

WOULD HAVE MAINTAINED HEM IN MODEST PLENTY IF

HALF OF IT HAD NOT GONE TO INDIGENT

RELATIVES.

THEIR MOTHER USED TO SAY ‘IF YOU HAVE

CHARACTER YOU HAVE THE BETTER PART OF WEALTH,’

LIVING ON LITTLE DEVELOPS IN NEW

RESOURCES AND BUILT A SPIRITUAL BANK ACCOUNT.

THEIR MOM KNEW THE SECRET OF USING A FEW

METERS OF BRIGHT CHANT AND A LITTLE PAINT IN THE

RIGHT PLACES.

SUDDENLY THERE ARRIVED A SOUL IGNITING MOMENT.

IT WAS THE FINAL GALA NIGHT OF COUNTRY FAIR. IT WAS THE TIME FOR LUCKY DRAW. THE MAJOR PICKED UP 348 AND SHOUTED THE NAME OF HIS FATHER. THE

POET WAS VERY HAPPY BUT THEN ONLY HIS FATHER HAD AN ETHICAL PROBLEM. THE TICKET 348 HAD WRITTEN

ON IT.

HIS FATHER HAD ASKED JIM KENDRICK IF HE WANTED TO BUY

A TICKET SO HIS FATHER BOUGHT TWO TICKETS AND ON 348 HE MARKED K. NOW THE

TIME WAS FOR THE BUICK TO GO TO JIM. THE POET DID NOT GET A CAR UNTIL HE WAS GROWN UP.

BUT AS TIME WENT HIS MOTHER’S APHORISM TOOK A

NEW MEANING. THEY WERE NEVER RICHER THAN THEY WERE AT THE MOMENT WHEN HIS DAD

MADE THE CALL.

BY:SARANYA HARISH -7B