The Vicar anxiously looked forward to his weekly sermon.He enjoyed picturing while walking across to the Church in his Parish what his audience would look like . He would phrase and re-phrase every sentence he would utter that day to exacting perfection and enact in his mind their response to his sermon .
Winter was around the corner. There was a chill in the air and soon the weather was getting cold with snow and frost. The vicar was down with a flu and a throat infection and he lost his voice. He had never missed a single sermon week after week and the thought of being unable to deliver the sermon disturbed him. Outside his window he saw a vulture cawing vociferously at a stray cat.
The Vicar thought to himself “I wish I had a loud voice like the vulture”. At this moment he thought of the famous ventriloquist in his Parish- Abraham Jonathan and his alert mind fashioned the picture of having his voice thrown to have the sermon delivered.
The Vicar and Abraham Jonathan sat together for hours on end to work out the strategy. Abraham had excellent presentation skills. Located close to the Parish was an extinct volcano. It was called the Silent Volcano and the valley surrounding it was called the silent valley. Abraham took a lovely picture of the Volcano and enlarged it.
The day of the Sermon arrived. People in their elegant attire flocked to seat themselves in the Church.They saw a huge picture of the Volcano in the backdrop. The Vicar arrived at the Dais.The sight of the beautiful volcano chiseled the attention of the audience. The Vicar made lip movements. The voice came from the volcano.The vicar said for many years this volcano has been a silent spectator to all the good and bad things that are happening in the Parish. Today, it wishes to speak to you and appeal to you to shun all evil and embrace all good. The audience listened with Awe. Abraham had done a masterly job of Ventriloquism.
The Vicar, Volcano, Vulture and Ventriloquist had pulled of the Sermon.
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