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Saturday, November 21, 2009

NEW BOOK - THE SHORT LONG ROAD

Sunrise, sunset; it all began and ended with me. Until I opened my eyes in the morning there was no morning and the world rested at night when I laid me down to sleep. This was exactly how my world operated; as is the case with all four years olds, and it was good. More... Though I knew very little about God except the pronunciation of His name, surely I thought I must be Him. My food came when it was time to eat. My shelter was magically there as were my clothing. There were secondary beings whose purpose was to ensure that the world continued to work in this way. These beings were pleasing to me as they seemed to intuitively recognize my importance. My favorite by far was the human that I called mommy. She was the boss of the other beings apparently and we seemed to have a very strong bond. Though there were many who contributed to my ultimate comfort; she was chief among them, as she was almost always there first and with a very sincere smile.
Life was great and the world was Eden.
When I spoke all paid close attention. I had a gift for making those around me smile and laugh, which in turn caused many a smile and laugh in me.
There were those few occasions when my whims were not catered to or not promptly enough and it was in these times that I was forced to unleash my wrath upon the world. This inevitably led to my will being done almost without fail. I was happy, life was good and all was as it should be.



THE SHORT LONG ROAD - PART TWO

It was the dawning of the Year Five an occasion also known to humans as my fifth birthday. Beings from distant lands gathered to bring offerings to me and I was indeed pleased. Most unique among my gifts was box filled with crayons, pencils and a big eraser. I was familiar with these tools of creativity and yet perplexed by the lack of paper or something to use the tools on, as was the normal custom. Further fueling my curiosity was the fact that I was instructed not to play with this gift as yet.More... “But why?” I asked.
“Because you are going to need those for school tomorrow” said my mommy.
I had never heard this word ‘school’ before and could not wrap my imagination around the concept. In response to my earnest inquiry, I was informed that I would find out tomorrow. This was to be a surprise and even though it was in absolute conflict with my impatient and demanding spirit. I was able to subdue my eager need to know right now, in lieu of the anticipation of additional surprises and pleasures. After all I had enough gifts and offerings to amuse myself for the moment.
I enjoyed the rest of the anniversary of the creation of the world, known to mortals as my birthday. There was singing in my honor. Special foods brought to me for approval and most importantly all eyes were on me. This was truly a day of days and I almost wished that everyday was as special.


THE SHORT LONG ROAD - PART THREE

The next day I was dressed in beautiful garb and told to grab my school box gift and prepare myself for my first day at school. I was as excited as I had ever been. I was even more so curious as my mommy took my hand and led me on a walk that was a long way away and then a little bit farther. It seemed as though we took one hundred turns and crossed rivers and climbed mountains to reach the biggest building in the world. It was big enough to fit my house inside of it many, many times. This building had a million kids outside of it talking and playing and running and screaming and laughing. This place was chaos and pandemonium! As we approached nobody stopped what they were doing to acknowledge my arrival as was the custom in my world.More... What was wrong with these strange people? Did they not know who I was? Was this not still a part of my very own world? I feared that we had left my planet and landed on the foreign soil of the planet called ‘school’ – and I did not like it. My mommy took me inside just as a loud siren screamed out an offensive sound and on cue the masses of children begin entering the building after us.
Mommy and I spoke to a female human and then another and another before we were led down a long quiet hallway toward a large door with a window on it. I was not able to see into this window, but my ears told me what my eyes surely would have: that beyond this door lay many children. Laughing, talking, playing and completely unaware of me and all my greatness.