The Moth and the
Lamp, Cesar Santos
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[Magpie Tales]
Polilla La Luna
After
the try-outs, Sadie Mae just sat in a corner by herself and sulked. For she had danced her little heart out, and
all she received for her efforts was a spot as a moth, along with a glowing
glass ball as a consolation prize, she supposed.
She
blamed her mother. For her mother knew
how badly she wanted to be a butterfly.
Yet, she used green material for her costume, which had to have had an
impact upon the director.
“Come
on now, how could she have made it out of green material? Has anyone ever seen a green butterfly? I know I haven’t. Some moths are green. Everybody knows that!”
“What
are you talking about, and to whom?”
Sadie
was horrified to find that her mutterings to herself had been overheard by one
of her competitors. “Did I really speak
out-loud, or is she a mind-reader?”
“Why
are so upset with your mother?”
“That
is no concern of yours,” Sadie Mae replied in a rather icy tone.
“Maybe
not, but I would think that you would be too thrilled over winning the lead role
to be upset with your mother right now.”
“What
are you talking about?”
“Polilla
La Luna?”
“So?”
“Polilla
La Luna is the name of the ballet and Spanish for The Moon Moth. You are holding the moon in your hands,
silly.”
A
look of horror spread across Sadie Mae’s face.
For there she had been thinking such bad thoughts about her mother when
the truth was that her mother had went to extraordinary lengths to help her.
Sadie
Mae ran out of the auditorium with tears streaming down her face, and she raced
to get home and have supper on the table when her mother made it home after
finishing another 12-hour shift at the garment factory. When she went to set the kitchen table, she
found her mother’s sewing machine still set-up, and lying beside it was a
picture of a moth more beautiful than she could ever imagine.
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Another great post. How beautiful this one is. And how often do we see things one way only to find later that they are completely different?
ReplyDeleteself-sacrificing mother and snit of a daughter... :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a most perfect lesson, not just for children, but for those who judge first, or have a habit of assuming without thinking or understanding first! Way to go Mom, she got a rude awakening! Amen. Excellent Magpie Jerry.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Kim!!! Alas, I am all too painfully guilty of jumping to the wrong conclusion far too quickly, far too often.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear TWG!!! Much to my chagrin, I am a little snit of a son most of the time.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Karen!!! Guilty as charged with gross assuming.
ReplyDeleteGood story Jerry. Mother's get such a bum wrap :)
ReplyDeletelovely story and the photo is divine- I have never seen such a beautiful moth. Have a great day!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Ann!!! My mom sure did.
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Very well crafted story.
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This was an interesting take on the prompt and I enjoyed reading this story that left a message. Thanks for sharing...
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Horseman!!! I suppose some people just don't live as right as others. (LOL?)
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Truedessa!!! Be assured that I greatly appreciate the encouragement.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet story - her mother knew what she was doing.
ReplyDeleteA lovely post, Jerry. It's a beautiful story! Thank you for sharing your words.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Janice!!! Yeah, some mothers actually do. (LOL?)
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Sharon!!! I am really glad you enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Sharon!!! I am really glad you enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteMother knows best, Sadie Mae! Remember that...charming, fun...
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Lyn!!! Hopefully, Sadie Mae is not too much like me.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...and a lesson we can all learn, I guess...to think before we speak...and to think before we think bad, ill-informed thoughts!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Lee!!! Oh, if only it was that simple, I would have far less to deeply regret.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful and so touching =)
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear LML!!! Be assured that I greatly appreciate the encouragement.
ReplyDeleteExquisitely told, to the point that your story brought a tear (and the distinct longing to see that kind of moth one day). This was perfect for the image.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Lydia!!! Be assured that I greatly appreciate the encouragement.
ReplyDeleteGood thing her mother knew how to research a part. Sweet story!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear ~T~!!! I am really glad you enjoyed it.
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