Louise By Violeta Popa, Suceava, Romania Everyone called her ugly, since she was a little girl. She was too thin, had ugly baby teeth and, it seems, her teeth have never grown all. So she missed two teeth, but instead, her two front teeth were so long and so large that she looked like a rabbit. A very thin one. She wasn’t good even for cooking a roast. It was her mother who first saw, about a month after she was born, that Louise was no bigger than a plastic doll. Just that the plastic doll had plastic hair and Louise had none. She was as bold as a frog. And as ugly. She had big green eyes, long black lashes, tiny tiny hands and fingers, and no hair at all. Her mother could hardly look at her little frog and could not believe that she gave birth to such an ugly creature. She put her into a wooden small cage with some vegetables for a bed, ‘cause she knew that’s what the frogs eat. When Louise was crying, she sounded like a lake full of frogs, big, huge, wetty and poisonous green frogs. She couldn`t bear the sound of the crying child and would lock herself in the farthest room of the house. One day, Louise felt that something was stinging her fragile spine. She moved her tiny hand and, with her tiny fingers took out something big but nice to chew. She already had her two most ugly front teeth on Earth. The thing tasted nice and her two ugly teeth had no problem to finish it soon. Then she found other tasty things under her blanket, something round and red and a little sour, and then something green (the carrot had told her in the first place that he was orange), it was lettuce, my, she just loved the lettuce, they made friends on the first sight. The fruit and vegetables began to multiply themselves for Louise’s sake, until she could no longer sleep in the wooden cage. Her hair grew long and reddish from the carrot, her father, her eyes were green like deep water /from her mother/, her skin was soft and the colour of a peach, her hands and legs looked like braches of the willow tree that the frog managed one day to plant into the child’s nest. She said “good bye mammy, good bye daddy, good bye carrot my grand dad, good bye my friend the lettuce, good bye my willow. I will eat you all my life and you will keep growing me up!” And gone she was.
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 19:23:00 +0000
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