quinta-feira, 15 de abril de 2010

The Corner

Everybody has a great obstacle to overcome. Some people climb a mountain, others find in life the great obstacle itself. I’m before my Everest right now. And I am only seven! It must be some kind of record!

It seems I am lost and for… I don’t know how long, I have been walking through straight lines. But the road is over and now here I am, before a corner.

Sometimes I try to look back but my memories seem to blur. I remember going out to school at 6:30 a.m. as usual. My mom used to prepare me breakfast. Snow Flakes! Gosh, how I love that woman! Daddy said once that the break dawn followed by the spark of her eyes and the tender kisses were the best thing. I didn’t get it. I prefer Snow Flakes. I used to have this glimpse of heaven everyday. If only I knew where she is. If only I knew exactly where I am. Please, help me!

I could tell you more about the place in which I am, but it wouldn't help……. OK. I'm on an ordinary corner. I'm sheltered from nothing but the weather. There's absolutely nobody here. Sometimes I see some people passing by but they seem to be too far from me. Maybe I got this impression because of the fog. There is nothing beyond that, just the way back and the corner. I know what you're thinking. I should move on, but it is kind of hard when you don't know where you're going. What if I can't come back?

Are you gonna be this quiet? If so we can finish this conversation right now! Can’t you see I’m desperate? I’m falling and I don’t remember jumping. As I told you I remember noth….. wait! I was on the street, on the bus stop. Did the bus bring me here? I remember there was somebody yawning. I remember the annoying car horns. A woman with a cup of decaf cappuccino (Dad’s favorite). For some reason the world started spinning faster. After that I felt something warm going down my forehead. Probably the woman spilled coffee on me. Why don’t all people have Snow Flakes? If so the coffee accidents wouldn’t happen. But we are losing it, let’s get back to the point. Do you think I should take the corner?

I have an idea, what if you come with me? We never get lost when we are with friends. Besides, people know that grown ups never allow bad people to approach kids. What? Don’t tell me you are scared. Don’t be such a baby, I’ll take care of you. Look, when I was just a kid, like five and a half, there was this star I used to wish on. My mom told me that the star is Grandpa and he is protecting us from his house in Heaven. I remember this one time when I broke a mirror at home but I couldn’t wish on Grandpa’s protection because it was 4 p.m. It is funny how it all just seems like yesterday. Don’t tell anyone, I know we are supposed to be brave, but I wish on Grandpa every night. He protects me, I know he does.

Ok. That’s it. I’m taking the corner. Nothing is getting any clearer. Now you can’t change my mind. Maybe somebody after the corner knows where Mom is. She told me that I don’t have to be afraid of new places. Like my new school. She said that faces change but names are familiar. I know lots of names! Mom, Dad and Snow Flakes! Of course I know other names! But these are the ones I will be looking for.

For how long have we been talking? Things are different now. As I stare out this dirty window, things slowly pass by. Somewhere out there is the future that I once thought had passed me by. I’d better be going. I liked you! We will meet again, right? Promise? Ok then. See you later alligator.

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“If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late would you say good bye to yesterday?”

Chad Kroeger

5 comentários:

  1. Hey, Peter!

    "I should move on, but it is kind of hard when you don’t know where you’re going."

    Não sei se alguém algum dia pôde se gabar por saber onde está indo. Não mesmo. Estamos todos perdidos sem saber ao certo em que momento crescemos e nos tornamos adultos. Acho que medimos mesmo a nossa vida por meio dos compromissos: se só precisamos brincar e voar com toalhas amarradas no pescoço ou se precisamos trampar e ter contra-cheque e conta bancária...

    Pra onde vamos? Pra onde estamos indo? Talvez permanecer no canto seja mais suave. Ficar parado nele te faz inquieto, o que te põe a pensar. O fluxo da vida, ir e vir e ir e ir, talvez nos mecanize e pensar seja algo muito distante. Tem vezes em que a inércia se faz bastante movimento!

    Pelo menos agora Never Land já não apresenta o perigo da pedofilia!

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  2. oh what a nostalgic dialog (I know it's a short story, but for my interpretation...). I have just got the picture of myself and I. You know when I am going through the worst decisions of life, half part of me always quiet and reflexive while the other one (the child who lives here inside me) overcomes the silly insecurities, goes ahead and crosses the corners.

    Very beautiful indeed. kisses!

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  3. Beautiful written, but so sad :(
    I feel so sry for the little boy. It makes you wanna take his hand and guide him, leading him to the right place to get his final rest.

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