Kyle Donnachie
Age:22
A pigeon stole a mouse from PC World (because pigeons can't buy things), it was flying over the subway and dropped it down the stairs when it realised it wasn't a real mouse.
Fiona McMichael
Age: 20
- I took the subway to go buy a mouse for my computer and on the way i accidentally trod on a pigeon.
Matthew Flemming
Age:20
A mouse eats a pigeon because it's too small to get up the stairs to Subway (The sandwich shop).
To small to get up the stairs? How could the mouse ever eat the pigeon?
Well he's really hungry :)
But pigeons can fly!
Yeah, but this mouse is sneaky...he's called Tiptoes...ironically though, he's not tall enough to get up the stairs to subway.
How does Tiptoes get the pigeon then if he's on the stairs?
Well, you see! He was actually at the bottom of the Subway stairs, contemplating on whether to get the Texas Fried Chicken Panini.
Anne Flemming
Age:46
Pigeon - Trafalgar Square, feels sorry for them because you see a few with crippled feet.
Mouse - Surfing the net
Subway - Thinks of some exciting city such as, London, New York, Paris...people commuting to work.
Dorothy Donnachie
Age: 50
One day last spring whilst I was sitting by my open window I watched in mounting horror as a large overfed pigeon with a distinctly menacing look in its beady eye flew straight into my room, took a few hectic circles around the furniture before finally landing, or to be more accurate positively pouncing upon the computer mouse on the table by the door. At this point I should probably make it clear that I am not a bird lover and pigeons I dislike especially. I wanted the beast out of my room and fast. I didn't want to touch it and I couldn't find any neighbours at home that afternoon to assist so I found a large shopping back, threw it over pigeon and mouse before firmly fastening it at the top.
I raced down the stairs and out the front door of my flat almost running straight into my best friend who had been on her way to visit me. She was breathless and excited and in a jumble of words and shrieks told me that an episode of "Dr Who" was being filmed at that very moment in my local underground station just around the corner. Completely forgetting the purpose of leaving my flat and the undesirable content of my shopping bag I raced at full pelt in the direction of a certain David Tennant. We arrived at the station and ignoring the sign informing us regretfully that the station was closed and apologising for the inconvenience this was causing us we hurried towards the escalator. It was not functioning but we were not to be deterred so easily. We began our descent but after only a few steps I became aware of a nasty scrabbling noise in my bag. I looked down and saw with horror a beak and then a head emerging from it. I shrieked and then shrieked again when I saw that the beast was making off with my mouse.
It was all a bit confusing after that. There was a lot of wing flapping, and then unaccountably the escalator coughed into life. The unexpected movement pitched my friend and I headlong but fortunately we got tangled up with one another and didn't fall too far. Two large men then appeared and insisted on escorting us back out of the station. Just as we reached the exit I heard those dreaded wings again quite close above me and then felt a sharp pain as an object struck my head before bouncing on to the ground. My computer mouse. I felt a warm trickle down my forehead. I put a finger to my head expecting blood but no such luck. To put the seal on my day that wicked creature had just defecated on my head. Some luck and I never did see David Tennant!
Camilla Plekker
Age:20
The subway reminds me of being in france, where i saw loads of really ugly mice on the tracks, which reminded me of my mouse called Mozeltof which i had in South Africa. I also remember seeing a dead mouse carcass hanging in a tree which reminded me of the bird called a Shrike, who hangs its prey until it dies, (which is where the pigeon comes in)...Couldn't think of anything about pigeons except that i don't like them very much.
Interesting how people are interpreting what you're asking them to do - did you write down instructions to read to them so you said exactly the same thing each time?
ReplyDeleteSometimes researchers give an example, so you could show three different images and tell a story using them, then give them the three you've chosen and ask them to do the same, picking each upturned card in turn from the table.
I'm a bit worried about Dorothy! ;-)