Sunday, April 17, 2011

Pretty Bird

So my mother is getting "rid" of things... well, that is laughable.  She is getting "rid" of MY things.  The last time I was at her home, I was a handed a box of stuff I still had hanging around.  Old yearbooks, pictures of my friends, old knick knacks, posters, my diplomas, (I mean, what mother gives away their kids high school diploma?) yada yada yada.  However, she has given me back this fine sculpture I made her in ceramics, 8th period, high school.  You see... my mom wasn't the mom who smiled pleasantly and put the picture I drew her of scribbles and shapes and tell me it was the best "house" or "car" or whatever it was I claimed it to be and place it on the refrigerator... she would hand it back and say try again!   I once drew her a picture of a bride and she laughed until she cried when I presented it to her.  In return, I draw her a bride every year in her birthday card, to make it extra special.  But seeing my blue bird in the box was a stab thru the heart.  I worked so hard on it and she just takes it off the bookshelf and BAM it's in my box of things.  Yes, the bird is an odd shade of blue and the legs are bigger than it's body, but wouldn't you want to keep this thing for nothing else but a laugh.  And so, it sat at my house, until the other day, when I decided to throw it away.  This will now be my only memory.  
CAW.

3 comments:

  1. Aww that's so sad! You should of proudly displayed that bird in your house somewhere - maybe next to the wooden pig?

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  2. Poor birdy! :(

    I'm waiting for the day when my mom decides to do the same...

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  3. I can't believe you didn't give this to me! It would have looked fabulous next to the UFO Turtle! Bummer!!!! :(
    Jennifer

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