Yogi was a catcher, a coach, the inspiration for a cartoon character, and a running language joke. The Yankee whose name everyone knew. Yabba dabba do, Yogi. Thanks for making America a great place.

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

2 thoughts on “Yogi”

  1. Yogi Berra. Another great one that will no longer walk the face of the earth. One of my favorite Yogi quotes is: “When you come to a fork in the road, take it.”

  2. The night was sultry and stiflingly hot.The watchmen took turns to sleep on their makeshift bed. One slept and the other watched over the mango orchard. It was “the season”. The prolonged dry spell , was beneficial for sweetening the luscious “king of fruits”. Everyday, the contractor would send a batch of pluckers to pluck the ripe ones. At least ten varieties of the fruit grew in the orchard, dating back to goodness-knows-when.
    The night air was thick with the fragrance of ripe mangoes. One odd fruit eating bat rustled in the leafy boughs, unseen. Somewhere an owl hooted . The light in the kerosene lamp, grew dimmer with each passing moment.
    Suddenly Bhiku jolted awake with a jerk, at the whiff of an unknown danger. As if someone had shook him awake at his post.
    He sniffed the still night air,like a dog. The crickets had fallen silent. Something was not quite
    “Fire!!” His semi-somnolent brain screamed.
    “Fire”!! He shook his slumbering companion.
    “Where ?Where?” He was instantly awake, grabbing a lathi, the duo ran in a northwesterly direction, from where a wisp of smoke crept lazily , skyward.
    Fire in the peak of summer meant disaster. A thick layer of crisp dry leaves , carpeted the orchard floor, waiting to be ignited.
    Panting, they reached a small clearing, and stopped.
    A naked yogi sat in the centre of a ring of fire , ash -smeared, murmuring chants, eyes closed.
    “It is a yogi.” Whispered Bhiku.”What do we do now ?”

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