Today, I took my F2 to a city park in one of our small rural towns. There is a senior citizen's center in the center of the park, a tot lot on one side of the center and a concrete basketball court on the other. The tot lot was very small and only produced a penny. I went to the other side of the senior citizen's center and hunted around the basketball court. I had dug a couple quarters, 3 or 4 dimes, and 4 or 5 pennies, only lacked about 15 feet having gone all the way around the court and I hit a dime. I knelt down, dug the dime, put it in my left hand, and finished repairing the hole. Just as I was about to stand up, out of the corner of my left eye I caught sight of a pair of small feet wearing shinny new little girl's shoes. It startled me and I jerked my head around to see who it was. There stood a little girl about 7 or 8 years old; holding a basketball. I could tell she was saying something, but couldn't understand through my headphones. I slipped them off and asked her what she had said.
"What'cha dooooin," she asked?
"I'm metal detecting," I said.
"What's metal detecting," she asked?
I told her that my machine would find lost pocket change. I also told her that it would let me know if it was on top of the ground or down in the ground.
"Good," she said. "I lost some change."
"Really," I asked? "When did you loose it?"
"Just a few minutes ago."
"I see," I said. "And where did you loose the change?"
"Right where you were digging."
"Really," I asked? "What kind of change did you loose?" I asked this knowing that the dime was about 4 inches down in the ground and couldn't possibly be the coin that she had "just lost!"
She thought for a few seconds. Then she asked, "What kind of change did you find?"
I said, "No sweetie.... it doesn't work that way. I have the change that I found here in my left hand. You tell me what kind of change you lost and if it is the same as what I found, I'll give it to you."
The little girl looked down at the ground and would no longer look me in the eye (a perfect tell tale sign that a child is lying!). As she stood there and thought, you could see the smoke coming from her ears... the smoke caused from all those brain gears furiously grinding. Then, she sheepishly said, "A quarter."
I opened my hand and showed her the dime that I had found. "I didn't find your quarter... I just found this dime."
"But, I really did loose a quarter," she said with disappointment.
I stood up and said, "Alright, I'm gonna see if I can help you find your quarter." I pulled a quarter from my pocket (not my pouch). I unplugged the headphones. And, as I held the coil up in the air, I said, "Now, listen." As I waved the quarter over the coil, and the F2 beeped the sound for a quarter, I said, "Hear that? That's what it will sound like when if we find your quarter."
I began swinging the coil. I went about 10 or 12 feet when the F2 hit a penny.
"There's my quarter," she exclaimed!
I said, "No, sweetie... that's not a quarter. Listen.."
Once again, I held the coil in the air and waved the quarter over it. Then, I swept the penny again. "Hear the difference," I asked? She said she did.
I pinpointed the penny and dug it. It was about 6 inches deep. When I got it out, I showed it to her. Though it clearly wasn't her "lost" quarter, she said, "But, I lost some other change too."
I told her that there was no way that she could have lost that particular penny just a few minutes ago; because in order for it to be down that deep, it had to have been in the ground for a long, long time. Then, I told her, "Now sweetie, I don't mean to be ugly and I don't want to hurt your feelings. But, I think it's time that you go on and play basketball. And, I think it's time that I go take care of some things somewhere else!"
I only found $2.08 in clad this evening. But, the experience with the little girl was priceless!! She was cute and sweet. But, I wanted to paddle her bottom for outright lying to me like that! Oh, well.... like I said in the subject line, "Kids.... you gotta love 'em!!"
Good luck all,
Robert
"What'cha dooooin," she asked?
"I'm metal detecting," I said.
"What's metal detecting," she asked?
I told her that my machine would find lost pocket change. I also told her that it would let me know if it was on top of the ground or down in the ground.
"Good," she said. "I lost some change."
"Really," I asked? "When did you loose it?"
"Just a few minutes ago."
"I see," I said. "And where did you loose the change?"
"Right where you were digging."
"Really," I asked? "What kind of change did you loose?" I asked this knowing that the dime was about 4 inches down in the ground and couldn't possibly be the coin that she had "just lost!"
She thought for a few seconds. Then she asked, "What kind of change did you find?"
I said, "No sweetie.... it doesn't work that way. I have the change that I found here in my left hand. You tell me what kind of change you lost and if it is the same as what I found, I'll give it to you."
The little girl looked down at the ground and would no longer look me in the eye (a perfect tell tale sign that a child is lying!). As she stood there and thought, you could see the smoke coming from her ears... the smoke caused from all those brain gears furiously grinding. Then, she sheepishly said, "A quarter."
I opened my hand and showed her the dime that I had found. "I didn't find your quarter... I just found this dime."
"But, I really did loose a quarter," she said with disappointment.
I stood up and said, "Alright, I'm gonna see if I can help you find your quarter." I pulled a quarter from my pocket (not my pouch). I unplugged the headphones. And, as I held the coil up in the air, I said, "Now, listen." As I waved the quarter over the coil, and the F2 beeped the sound for a quarter, I said, "Hear that? That's what it will sound like when if we find your quarter."
I began swinging the coil. I went about 10 or 12 feet when the F2 hit a penny.
"There's my quarter," she exclaimed!
I said, "No, sweetie... that's not a quarter. Listen.."
Once again, I held the coil in the air and waved the quarter over it. Then, I swept the penny again. "Hear the difference," I asked? She said she did.
I pinpointed the penny and dug it. It was about 6 inches deep. When I got it out, I showed it to her. Though it clearly wasn't her "lost" quarter, she said, "But, I lost some other change too."
I told her that there was no way that she could have lost that particular penny just a few minutes ago; because in order for it to be down that deep, it had to have been in the ground for a long, long time. Then, I told her, "Now sweetie, I don't mean to be ugly and I don't want to hurt your feelings. But, I think it's time that you go on and play basketball. And, I think it's time that I go take care of some things somewhere else!"
I only found $2.08 in clad this evening. But, the experience with the little girl was priceless!! She was cute and sweet. But, I wanted to paddle her bottom for outright lying to me like that! Oh, well.... like I said in the subject line, "Kids.... you gotta love 'em!!"
Good luck all,
Robert
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Where are the parents???