‘My name is Archibald; I’m a dentist from Streatham!’
But the sailors did not listen. ‘Jonah!’ they cried as they tipped him into the swirling ocean.
Down, down, down he went.
‘Jonah!’ mouthed a passing octopus.
‘Jonah!’ gulped a huge blue whale as he swallowed Archie whole.
Down, down, down with no time even to check the state of the whale’s molars.
In a red-roofed cave Archie came to rest. He reached for his phone.
‘Thank god, a signal! Elizabeth I am so sorry.’
Beep, beep; cannot receive you call right now.
‘Think I’d make it that easy?’ sighed God.
M J Lewis 2017
(100 words; genre: dentistory)
As an Anglican Atheist I’ve always loved this particular bible story and somehow saw a whale’s maw (if whale’s have a maw!) almost immediately with this photo. My dear departed cat was called Archie – he had almost no teeth by the end. Not sure how my brain joined up all those dots, but hope you enjoyed the story.
Thanks to all who read and especially to those who stay to comment.