"Joanna Russ - Invasion" - читать интересную книгу автора (Russ Joanna)

buns, strawberry shore cake and such. Make come out of walls. Gr know how.
 Doctor say Mam, is against humanities not to give refuge to poor little mites. Gafroy bite her, ugh,
taste awful from toes not washed for week, report Gafroy. Doctor pull foot back. Except that one, she
say, glaring. We loff, go: we are inocent, inocent.
Uh-oh. Sour-faced Second-person open mouth, say: Captain, I have suspections these not
kiddiesтАФbut here Gr and Grf and I ram into its stummick, causing loss of breath to speak, & Ff bounce
up and down on midsection, causing fuss and silence. Shame! cry Doctor-person, to say such of poor
innocents which their peoples is dying down there in droves. Tsk tsk say all. So we run all of us to
splashing pool and splash in, making big fun, then zoom out to food room and gorge selves on cherry pie
with whip cream, leaving some on floor, alas. Then to beds which we roll in "sheets" and leave
feet-marks on "blankets." Captain say Can any of you really envision these poor little children six to a
bed in your bed? and all persons grab each other and say, no no no, please help, anywhere else, will get
in way something terrible. We know what they thinking and Ff want to tell but I won't let. Not proper.
Maybe somebody will read us storybooks? They have all this things like stuff was throwed at us. So we
nice to all, stick out little bellies, wiggle eyelashes, &c. say, Oh read us a story, plees, plees, O Lady who
Steer. Is such lovely thinkings. So she pleesed and do so, very lovely, very exciting, Gr and Ff kiss from
it & dance. Is all in rhyme and alliteration, can not understand but beauty. Then somebody else do and
somebody elses and elses. This take seven hours forty-five minutes ten seconds three milliseconds. We
not tired. Wow. Then off to food room for strawberry pie and chocolate bars wow wow even tastier.
Then time to play poker at bottom of swimming pool, which upset guard bean until G'lydd explain we
O.K. but still upset so we sleep in botanical place instead, Ff snacking off plants with Mwres. Leave
them alone, sir. Comb hair. Clean teeth on plant stalk. All say together, oh You Know Who, guard our
sleep but stay away, plees. Then we all loving and goody and glow with friendlies. Then we sleep.


Next day: Doctor-bean very active in laboratory trying find cure for rigidity disease. Muttering to self
about blood samples and such we bring up from Ulp surface: Why, these are all ideally normal! Is no
disease here. She putter & putter &c tsk. G'lydd want to tell her but Ff and I sit on she: No! Mustn't!
until give up. G'lydd shake haughty and toss head and vanish away. Lie in sun room pretend bean, with
cache-sexe and dark glasses but in switched places. Haw! Then Doctor say Aha! I have found fraction
of lipid protein is very strange, without which these people would be mere heaps of protoplasmic gunk.
But this cannot be a cure for disease unless disease is normalcy itself. Hurrah! I have found it. Ulpians
catch normal humancy from us on ship; that is disease. She then grab and inoculate laboratory squirrel,
which was hiding under papers on desk to get away from doctors. Behold! It turn into a mess of Jell-O.
Then she inoculate own knee, which also turn all squudgy and nasty. Behold! she say. The antidote to the
disease of Form!
Meanwhile nice story-teller person finally contact planet Ulp and up is comingтАФ
No, no! yell Mwres, I didn't it was THEY who did it, I didn't mess up tapestried. I didn't throw
books at steer-lady. I didn't gnaw tube, it was THEM.
Ff and LI and Gafroy say: Look WHO is coming.
It is You Know Who.
Uhoh.
With one loud Word YKW make us fall into line and behaveтАФanybody acts naughty now gets
incarnated as cactus for fifty yearsтАФand we all sob & cry & promise to be good, turning back into our
treu shape, which is two-foot-high pyramids of green Jell-O. YKW is a six-foot-high pyramid of green
Jell-O. I flash a bit into my yellow-overalls yoomin form to say goodbye.
YKW trounce me. That is telepathic and very awful, tho' I won't say how. If you are pyramid of
green Jell-O, it hurts (to make ripples). So I regress right back into being a nauseous Thing.
Story man say softly in mind: You are very beautiful just as you are, little Things. Life is beautiful.
Nothing is so graceful and lovely as a heap of green Jell-O.