Have you ever seen a duck with no legs?
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Only in Germany.
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In the months after the Third Reich had fallen, my papa and I had acquired passage to its once great power and glory.(I do not question where he got the tickets from, only that I was asked explicitly not the question the man in black) We had arrived on the outskirts of Western Germany to a smaller city. There were scorch marks and charred ashes amongst the streets, and people skittered about like scared mice. As we were pacing the streets, Papa held his arm out in front of me and pointed to an older gentleman who was dressed in various rags, a ripped coat, and a bowlers cap. Papa gave me a stern look, and put a single finger to his lips. He said to me in a voice just higher than a whisper, "Be weary of those gentlemen, for they are the draggers, and they carry the dead off to the ponds for the ducks to feast upon." And I said, "But Papa, did the bad Nazi not command that all of the ducks be stripped of their limbs and set to fire?" And he put a hand on my shoulder and stroked it softly and said solemnly, "Yes my son. Yes he did." Side: Only in Germany.
We had left West Germany the following night. Papa had said that we would have to be smuggled out of the country,(As we were sneaked in) so I had to be very quiet. He held my hand tightly in his and occasionally pulled me along. Waiting for us in the greenery just outside the city was a motorized vehicle. There were several men dressed in uniform, one of them had a patch on their arm. The patch had a cross on it and two vipers tangled around it. My Papa nodded to the men and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a packet. It was something that he had obtained from the old woman who lived on the hill away from the city. He lowered his head and looked up out of the corners of his eyes and said, "Tonight, my friends, the ducks will be set ablaze." They nodded back to him, and then Papa bent down to me and looked into my eyes, he whispered to me, "Son, I must go tonight, for there are things that are set in motion that I must stop. Go with the man with the patch. He will take you to England, where your grandfather is. You mustn't worry about me. I shall see you soon." Side: Only in Germany.
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