White Goose And The Girl

I remember when I was around the age of 8 when I visited my father's working ground. He worked at NIEHS (National Institute of Environment and Science) in Durham as a research scientist.

I visit there on Sundays and sometimes Saturdays to visit his office and see his work, but this is not about his work nor about what this place do.

I still remember that place like yesterday, the huge lake that stretches across for miles, geese flocking around, looking for food and stuff. It was a building with park all shoved together.

Then one day during my visit to my father's work, we both decided to walk around the park during his break and as usual for small young kids, they love to chase around birds which I did. But as I was about to chase some geese which are all black and brown, I saw something amazing. A pure white goose.

I was so amazed by how beautiful the bird was and I almost thought it was a swan so I tugged my father, stating that I saw a white goose. My dad looked at me strangely for a minute, but dissolved quickly as he too seemed to have seen it.

I chased that goose around for a while until I heard a voice calling out from a distance.

"Please catch my goose!"

Confused, I chased the white goose as I saw a young girl around 16 years of age, wearing a strange dress running through the field. I was surprised of what she was wearing, but I shook it off and helped her chasing that white goose until it dashed into the bushes.

We both ran up to the bush and tried to coax the goose out but it refused to come out. We both did so many methods, using bread, cooing the goose's name out, trying to reach in and get the goose but no matter how much we both tried, that goose refused to come out.

Then my father called me it was time to go home and I apologized to the girl that I had to leave, but she seemed okay with it and I waved her good-bye and walked away.

On the way home, I asked my dad if he knew the girl but he declared, he never knew that girl. I even asked my if there was any kind of an event going on near the campus and my father seemed to be deep in thought and stated that there's no other event that he was aware of.

That was years ago, and now back in present, I actually wondered of who the girl was and that strange white goose. My father and I talked about the experience in North Carolina after few months we have moved in Michigan and I sneakily brought up the subject.

"Hey dad?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember about the white goose back in North Carolina?"

My father was confused about this and I tried to explain to him what I saw back then. Seeing only confusion, I decided to ask him another question,

"Do you know the girl dad? You know, a young teenage girl around 16 or something and has a weird dress that's been made around in 1600s or 1700s? You know, at your old work place?"

"I'm sorry," My father apologized, "But I don't even recall seeing a young girl in the campus. Are you sure you're not imagining things?"

"I thought you saw the white goose and the girl. I asked you if there was any event going on and you said no."

"I remember that whole thing, even the lake," My father snapped, "but I never saw a white goose or a young girl in the Department of Science."

I didn't bring it up since then.