The Elephants of Laxenburg

  

This very short story goes back many year to a very small village to the south of Vienna.  The village of laxenburg.  And, this little picturesque village has a story. Its very own very unusual story.  And, I discovered this story early one morning.

The institute in Laxenbxurg where I was working at the time was holding its annual conference. A very big event with guests from all over the world. And, I had been given the job of helping out with  preparations.  And so,  there I was, driving into Laxenburg at a quarter to six one fine summer morning. And, it was then, whilst driving along,  that I not only got one very big surprise, but three enormous surprises as well. And, these three enormous surprises were walking tail to trunk at the side of the road.   

And, what I was seeing was real.  Three very big very well trained Indian elephants.  But, where had they come from?  I found out later that day.

Many years before, a circus had come to the village. An annual event.  Many people had bought tickets.  The circus was very quickly sold out.  Very many people were all looking forward to the magic of the circus.

The opening night was brilliant.  Everything had worked as it should have. And, everyone left with a  smile.  And, the next afternoon was going to be better. A special performance for children. 

But, the next afternoon's show never happened.

In the middle of the night the circus packed up and disappeared into thin air. It took all that it had. That is to say, everything except the three highly trained Indian elephants. And, they were chained to a tree. 

The people of Laxenburg were very, very angry and the children especially upset. The circus had left leaving very bad feelings behind.

But, what was to be done with the elephants?

To cut a long story short, the village of Laxenburg adopted the elephants.  Suitable quarters were very quickly found in the old imperial stables of the old imperial palace of Laxenburg.  And, there the elephants stayed in majestic imperial surroundings for very many years. The circus had gone.  The elephants had stayed. And, elephants make very good neighbours and very good neighbours make very good friends. 

This very short tale comes from a long time ago. The day I was driving to work one fine summer morning.  Three Indian elephants, tail to trunk, taking a walk with their keeper.  I was very surprised.

The Elephants of Laxenburg

 

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I have been writing the Diaikom since 2009.  Regular short stories, interviews, essays, recordings and more. All taken from life.  I have met many people, listened to many people, and held countless interviews.  Here, complete with faults, extracts from my collection so far.  Some articles come with audio support, some without. Please enjoy that which I offer.  New posts as of now.

Thank you for your interest.  Nigel A.  JAMES