Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in “Secret Origin” by Matt Duarte
Description: A young man, with shinny red hair is standing in front of a pet shop. He is looking eagerly at the displays in the window. Around him, many people walk in the busy sidewalk.
CAPTION: “Turtles have it all figured out, son!” he used to say whenever we passed in front of this shop.
CAPTION: “Slow an’ steady wins the race izza given, but they know how to roll with da punches. They get into their shells and wait until it’s safe ta come out. It’s not fear, it’s called being practical.”
CAPTION: That was my dad’s fighting style in a shell, so it’s easy to see why he would relate.
Description: A woman and her son are walking out of the shop. The boy coming out is carrying a small fish tank with four turtles inside. The red-headed boy who was staring through the window is now walking after them, looking at the tank.
CAPTION: He had promised to buy me a set of turtles as pets. He knew I didn’t have many friends because of my constant studying, and wanted to make it up to me.
CAPTION: “Once th’ next check comes in”, he said. I was already planning what to name them in between my history homework.
CAPTION: Perhaps after great Egyptian leaders. Or maybe skillful Civil War generals. Or even famous renaissance artists.
Description: The mother and boy are standing at a pedestrian’s cross in a busy street. Meanwhile an old blind man, carrying his walking cane, is crossing in the middle of the street. Behind them all, the red headed boy from earlier is trying to get across, and accidentally pushes the boy with the turtles, knocking the tank off his hands.
CAPTION: That’s what I was doing, settling on the names, moments before the accident, as I followed the lucky boy that had gotten four turtles from the pet shop.
CAPTION: I felt terrible about having to push him, but I knew the turtles would be fine.
CAPTION: “They’ll just roll with the punches!”, I thought, in my best “Dad” impression.
Description: The blind man and the red-headed boy are laying down flat on the street, uninjured but shocked. A truck has veered off the street and a green glowing material is splashed all over the scene, particularly in the red-headed boy’s face, but also down a drain on the side of the street. It is there where the remnants of a fish tank lay destroyed, as the other boy cries and points at the drain. The mother tries to console him as she crouches next to him.
CAPTION: What came next is history. “Son of heavyweight champion saves blind man from certain doom!”, as the newspapers succinctly put it.
CAPTION: I know everything that happened that day. I’ve pieced it all back together since then, from the reports, except for one little thing.
CAPTION: I never found out what happened to those poor turtles I knocked out of that boy’s hands. I wonder whatever happened to them.