above the mountain village of Gildersville, on a
hill laced with lavendar and daisies lived a lady
named Yolanda. Yolanda would wake each morning and
go out to the edge of the hill and yodel a song
to the people of Gildersville below letting them
know it was not only 6am, but time to get up and/or
start the day.
had done this for many many years. Actually, she
had been doing it since she was a little girl. Each
and every day, rain, snow, sleet, or sunshine, Yolanda
would yodel her good morning song.
one had ever seen her except for Roy Roundtree,
a glass blower who lived in the town and knew her
parents well. He would bring her food and anything
else she wanted.
to the townspeople, she was a mystery.
often talked about Yolanda and even gossiped and
sometimes, even made jokes about her. Jokes like,
Yolanda was a bit off key this morning. Or, Yolanda
must be 100 years old by now and they would all
of the matter was, no one ever took the time to
climb the mountain to meet her. No one except Roy
morning, a little before 6 o'clock, high above the
town in the mountains, Yolanda was making her daily
trek to the edge of the mountain.
the town below, many of the towns people were gathering
at the local diner for their morning coffee and
danish. At 5 minutes to 6, they all started with
their questions and comments about Yolanda.
I guess Yolanda will be yodeling soon. Yolanda sure
is a mystery," quipped one customer.
wonder what she looks like and why she likes to
yodel." asked another customer.
You call that yodeling? Sounds to me like someone
has a cat by the tail!" replied another.
just so happened, Roy Rountree was sitting in a
nearby booth enjoying a cup of coffee and a danish.
took a sip of coffee and said, "I've known
Yolanda for many years. I bring her food and supplies
each week and she is a very nice woman."
is very smart. She is very beautiful. She is funny,
witty, remarkably caring and loves to yodel. She's
been living in the mountains as far back as I can
remember. Her parents and grandparents taught her
to yodel when she was just a little girl and I guess
you can say that she's been doing it now going on
then, someone began a countdown to the 6am hour.
"10, 9, 8, 7,..."
to the townspeople below, Yolanda was stepping closer
to the edge of the mountain high above the town
as she had for many years to yodel her morning yodel.
she opened her mouth to yodel, a terrific wind came
along and knocked her over the edge. She tumbled
down the side of the mountain head over heels. Over
and over and over she went. Down the mountain to
the hill below tumbling 1000's of feet and into
the valley just above the town. She tried to stand
briefly only to tumble and roll some more down into
this creek and then, because she had enough speed,
up and over a small hill. Down and down she went
all the way into town rolling right down the middle
of Main Street right throught the front door of
the diner where everyone was sitting. She did a
final 360 degree flip flop right onto a stool at
who was in the diner were aghast at her entrance
and no one knew who she was because they had never
met her before.
Roy Roundtree knew and he said aloud, "And
I'll tell you one more thing about Yolanda!"
Yolanda cleared her throat and yodeled...
an old lady toooooooooooooo!!" yodeling Yolanda
Never make fun of people you haven't met before.
They may just end up on a stool in your kitchen