When we lived in Clinton, I learned about a board-type game called Ka-bala. TV said it could predict the future, that it knew all my secrets. Check it out on Mr. Google, search for 'Ka-bala game'.
It was sort of like a Ouija board, but toned down for kids. It had a huge eye on a pedestal above the playing board. I don't recall just how the game played but, like a Ouija board, you asked it questions and it gave you answers by turning that disembodied eye over cards arranged around the board.
There wasn't much point in me asking for one, our board games were pretty traditional and something that claimed to draw from some other plane of existence collided with our basic Christian upbringing.
However, the powers that be smiled on me and one of my friends who lived further up Regina St, very close to the house that Stephen Trusscot lived in when he was accused of murdering Lynn Harper, got one.
We sat down to play and my head was spinning with the realization that we may be playing with the secrets of the universe. As I had walked to my friend's house, I pondered the wisdom I wanted to know.
I no longer recall all the things we did, all the secrets that Ka-bala revealed to us but I do remember one question I asked, "who will I marry?"
And Ka-bala answered. The spinning eye ball took a long time to settle its gaze on each of the letters in the name of my betrothed. I went home that day knowing I had to keep MY eye open for one Nancy Tabb. I didn't want to disappoint fate by passing over my chosen. I wrote her name in my diary so I would remember.
My diary is long gone, likely moldering in some landfill, but my mind continues to retain that vital piece of information. I hope Nancy, when I finally find her, understands that I didn't wait for her. I did look for her in phone books in many of the places I have lived and visited but she out to be an elusive bride.
All I can say now is, and I still feel in some part of me that I may be angering fate, that Ka-bala is a cheat.
But, just in case, Nancy, if you are reading this, I hope you weren't waiting for me and don't believe everything Ka-bala says no matter how convincing the TV sounds.
Did you have an experience that had tendrils into the ether-world? Did you survive?
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