Big John was seated, and they brought him another bench, then surrounded him on it like a green-and-white swarm. His thoughts, eyes, and ears were now tense with only one thing—Big John’s head, which was comically peeking out from behind a white wall of white capes and green dresses. Unaware at all of the commotion caused by his presence, Big John, at the request of his new forty friends, was already telling them various incidents from his recent journey around the world. While he was absorbed in his story, the young man didn’t notice that the number of his listeners was growing with every minute. The little ones were scrambling onto the benches and—so they could see better—scooting closer to each other…