Submitted for Haibun Thinking Week 9
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This week is film week and we are to choose between a provided movie quote or a photograph that is somewhat related. I decided to go with the movie quote which is from a children’s film based on the beloved classic, Charlotte’s Web.
Golly, did I hear you say you would be free if you could?
Gussy the Goose, Charlotte’s Web (2006)
Maria lived to dance but wished she could dance to live. Oh it was going to happen. She still could remember that day during her senior year when the letter came. She had come in from dance class to find a letter propped up against the toaster in the kitchen. Her younger brothers were fighting in the living room but she didn’t care. It was like the whole world faded away and a spotlight fell upon the envelope addressed to her.
Inside she read, “Dear Miss Rossi: You have been accepted into the Bachelor of Fine Arts program at Julliard for the fall semester on a full scholarship.
“Quiet down you two. Where is mom?” said Maria.
“She’s in bed. Mrs. Mathews from next door picked us up from school,” answered Andrew.
Maria walked down the hall to her mother’s room and knocked. When there was no answer, she opened the door and entered. Her mother wasn’t asleep but her eyes were shut and she was restless. There was a film of sweat on her face. Maria touched her mother’s forehead and knew it was a high fever.
“Mom. Did you call the doctor?” She received no response. “Mom! Mom!”
Marie picked up the telephone and called 911. While she waited for the ambulance to arrive, she took her brothers next door so that Mrs. Mathews could watch them while she went to the hospital.
Later at the hospital, Maria waited for someone to tell her about her mom. When the doctor approached her in the waiting room, she knew it was bad news. She could still remember his words today, “Miss Rossi, I am sorry to tell you that we were unable to save your mother. The meningitis was a bad case.”
That was four years ago. In a single day, her dreams of Julliard were given and taken away. There was no one to raise her brothers. She could never turn her back on family so she turned her back on her dream. Oh she still danced but not like she planned.
She danced to be free
Obligations, loss of dream
Life’s a pirouette