ou would think just by looking at
her calm sleeping face that she is a really nice girl.....
....That's what I thought too at least..... I was wrong...
A renowned mischief-maker throughout the black forest she is..... a little rascal trickster with not an even match..... *something which she boasts about a lot of course*
.....but no one believes me....
...maybe it's because she wears her doll-like dress with unequalled casualness like she is doll-like her self or even worse like it's hers..........maybe it's because she delights every time upon looking down at her velvet deep red ribbon n treasures it like no other...but believe me she's seeing other things than we do in every deep red ...
..or maybe it's because you get to only see her calm face right now....the other face is not much to capture on paper and any artistic mind around would agree with me as inquisitive or intrigued that might be.......but one is able to observe her dreaming peaceful face exactly and precisely during only her sparse but long hours of sleep....
....luckily for all woodland creatures of the location...such times do come...when the forest whispers and the clock strikes and at once she feels the need to take a long rest *on* the woods.....
This specific hour is greatly anticipated by most living beings around the woods as you rightly have guessed, cause all other hours.....that girl...she's spreading havoc n disorder in a grand scale! ...bigger than her unique and somehow bigger than life scale...!
But what went wrong...?? some blame her misdeeds and wrongdoings on that last “tiny” detail that has never left her......her huge scale!
“...poor thing! She must feel so lonely...” they say....
“everything must feel small and
insignificant to her”.....others try to reason...somehow... how a
forest girl came to have such destructive patterns of behaviour
towards the forest....
For sure all agree that she's indeed beautiful while she sleeps and everyone gathers to take a glimpse of her while she does or make a drawing of her for that matter......from far away might I add, just in case.....
...they are even prone to forgive all her mischievous n naughty demeanour up until then...
....but maybe...., the forest puts her to sleep for another reason than to stop the obvious pandemonium she happily creates ...
..maybe the forest knows that in her dreams she's dreaming of being like a doll...and resting on the woods really makes her feel small.....
..maybe...it's not just the others that think it's fortunate she gets to have those deep sleeps...
Oh I love this one.....more, please more! We need them to continue. I say she doesn't mean to be mischievous it is her size that causes havoc. It is so difficult for a girl her size to wander aimlessly and not step on a tree or two. She stumbles and who avalanches follow in her wake. Her only reprieve is sleep where she dreams of being tiny. NO not small but tiny, teensy-tiny, miniscule.
Posted by: rebecca | December 01, 2010 at 08:19 PM