When Quasimodo died, the town of Notre Dame had to
look for a new bellringer. It was a nice job, where food,
taxes, housing, and health care were all taken care of by
the Church. All you had to do was ring the bell every now
The line of applicants for the job was rather long, and the
church officials were a little worried they' d never be able
to find the right person, or the most deserving. However,
they noticed something strange. There was a man in line
and he had no arms, and a rather ugly, deformed, and flat
face. They asked him what he was doing in line, and how
he expected to ring a bell with no arms. He smiled politely
and offered to show them.
They took him to the belltower, where he politely nodded
and prepared. He lowered his head, took a deep breath,
and charged forward, and smashed his face into the bell.
The church officials gasped at what had happened, and
then gasped again; They had just heard the most beautiful
sound they had ever heard in their entire lives. The
armless man was hired on the spot.
Two years had passed, and the public had forgotten of the
man' s existance. They took for granted the beautiful bells
and the man that rung them, simply because they had
never seen him before or after the day he was hired.
One morning, the bellringer fell to his death from the top
of the tower, and layed on the ground lifeless until a
married couple walked by the church. They found the
corpse and were shocked. The man flipped the mangled
body on its back so they could identify the face.
The man asked "Do you recognize him?"
No," she said, "his face doesn' t seem to ring a bell."